Chapter 41 Page 4

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BSC: *curiously looks around... then grabs the helm with both hands and pulls* Ehhhhhhhhh!
*doesn't come off*
BSC: *stares into the helm, and peers through the eye slits with an incredulous look* ~Maybe the rumors are true... that the evil has consumed his body... and all that is left is the armor...~
Zeb: *eyes open*
BSC: Ahh! *jumps back with a gasp, releasing the helm*
Zeb: *head goes crunching back against the wall* Rghh!