NAME sprinted to the ogre's den. Her/His legs were strong and, though his lungs ached, he made it in the nick of time. Just as the ogre was swinging the axe down on the mayor's neck NAME tackled it to the ground. Stomping on its neck to stun it, NAME gave herself/himself an opening and sliced the ogre in the face. It didn?t get up. The mayor thanked NAME profusely.
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NAME sprinted to the ogre's den, but s/he wasn't fast enough. By the time s/he arrived, the mayor's head had been severed from his body. NAME VERBED the ogre, and for that the townsfolk were grateful. The only reward NAME got was the gold the ogre had lying around his den.
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