The Traveling Slave pt5

**"when we refused, an angry mob broke into where he was being held, dragged him to the town square, and stoned him to death. he was a drakeling, barely an adult by other species standards. innocent of all crimes but being a dragon.

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When Whitetails Cry

." \* an angry mob, cold, muddied, hungry and thirsty, swarmed the perimeter fences of the camp, clinging to the chain-wire and screaming their outrage.

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[Commission] Arguably Shoplifting

The nearby marketplace that had made things so exciting just a few minutes ago was now a looming threat of a messy death at the hands of an angry mob. adrenaline gushed through his veins, but corus did his best to calm himself.

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Wolfhair: Verity

Don't do anything to provoke the angry mob. the wolf appeared to see the wisdom in this proposition, at first, but then a troubling grin appeared on his face.

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A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:35

"not with an angry mob i hope." vanna muttered, a look of concern coming over her as she glanced down at the ewe. dawn gave a brisk no in reply, her smile remaining fixed and genuine. "i would call it an...enthusiastic mob."

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Bloodtails

His fear was justified a minute later when an angry mob suddenly burst into the street, flooding toward the burned down house. they were armed with farm tools and crude weapons. almost the entire village was caught up in it.

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The Gryphon and the Schoolmaster

The shouts came from all sides as bisc sank lower in his chair, his ears splaying to either side while he felt as if he were in the midst of an angry mob. their voices raised up into near screams to be heard, each one sure that they were in the right.

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Arcane Mastery Chapter 1

So they organized an angry mob and tried to lynch me right then and there. almost had me too, but they only got a few good hits on my legs before i was able to take off into the waterways.

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The Breaking Point: Chapter 7

What lay below us was an angry mob of sorts marching toward the city hall. they were armed with kitchen knives, baseball bats, hockey sticks, and a few even had rifles. i told the others this over the radio. they all headed to the front entrance.

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Invaders Must Die!

I can already hear the masses forming an angry mob rallying against our author." r3d frowned. "what?" "huh?" b1ue replied glancing up for a moment, disregarding knowledge of what he'd just said. "ah, whatever, man."

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