[A wicked expression crosses his features, one that Krillin would know. Even if it was a stupid dog, killing something that might get in his way later sounded good. A product of being locked up in the enclosure all the time. It'll help get out some frustration.]
Why don't I just make that pit for you.
[And he points his hand down, not even bothering to move...]
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Why don't I just make that pit for you.
[And he points his hand down, not even bothering to move...]