[The green-eyed spirit drops the wood fragments, then picks up the pine cone and examines it. But seemingly finding nothing of interest, it crushes the cone swiftly in its backward palm, those fingers having surprising strength, then plunges it into the snow.
But with that final display of casual, somewhat pointless violence toward a helpless object, it lowers its head and backs away into the forest, still watching Pudding and Cao Pi rather than turning its back. Before they fully lose sight of its eyes, it finishes,]
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[The green-eyed spirit drops the wood fragments, then picks up the pine cone and examines it. But seemingly finding nothing of interest, it crushes the cone swiftly in its backward palm, those fingers having surprising strength, then plunges it into the snow.
But with that final display of casual, somewhat pointless violence toward a helpless object, it lowers its head and backs away into the forest, still watching Pudding and Cao Pi rather than turning its back. Before they fully lose sight of its eyes, it finishes,]
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