Twigs and leaves rustled under Benji’s paws as he sniffed the ground. Rob’s scent was getting stronger.
“Boo!” The goblin appeared from nowhere, plucking the tracking amulet from Benji’s neck. “Shiny! Mara will never find you now!”
Cackling, it disappeared with a loud pop.
Benji snarled. Time to play chase.
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