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Swan gully was full that night. Critters from all over the world had come to watch the fight. It was the fight of the century, screamed one newspaper headline. The main contender was Hopper. His opponent was Mantis. Mantis was the reigning world champion. He(or is it she) had decapitated many an opponent. Mantis was arrogant and a snob of the first order. Hopper on the other hand was rugged and easy going. He was known for his speed and strength. Hopper caught Mantis's attention when he accidentally bumped in to him at the Stalk- a pub by the gully. Rumor has it that Hopper had knocked out Mantis there. This match was to put an end to all the rumors. All eyes were on these two when the dam burst and the gully got flooded. It was god's way of saying may the best man live. Hopper was executing a lightning upper cut when the water rushed in. He leaped towards the high ground. Only to find that Mantis had latched on to his legs. He fell flat in to the water, with Mantis on tow. They floated a bit and then went underwater. Hopper saw the evil smile on Mantis' face. He knew that Mantis wanted to end it all and had no intention of letting go. 
   

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