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Fuses. Cutting fuses. Wetting fuses. Whatever it took to destroy those damned things.

   سورا had planned ahead. The tribesmen had said that they would use bombs to destroy the villages, so he had spent all day destroying them.

He went through the slum to see if anyone had known about this. Nobody did. He went to the storehouse, where all of the disgusting seed mush the village  ate was stored. He noticed a peculiar smell, and realized: it was the smell of the mushrooms which grew in his native caves. These could make a heart stop in an instant.