Green was everywhere. Not just one green but every shade of green imaginable. The young praying mantis stood his ground for his final fight. He stood tall and strong on his leaf perch as the beast flew close, winds spread in a semi-circle so wide you could see every feather. The beasts soulless black eyes focused on his final remaining prey. Only one would come out of this fight alive and the odds were not in young mantis's favor.
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