There they were, at long last: A seething mass of groping Trunktacles met my vision as I timidly pushed aside the tall grass. The squirming appendages stretched over the forest canopy and out of my sight… They must’ve gone on for miles. I could see the aesthetic appeal, but a tourist attraction this was not; a brief glance at one of these hulking creatures confirmed its status as an Engine of War unto itself.
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