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... Drip, drip.
Bright red blood seeped through the joints. The screws, which didn’t fit properly, were digging into my flesh.
If I had even a little more time, I wouldn’t have to resort to this madness.
Well, as you can see, I don’t have time.
I had no idea when Mushir al-Kashura would slice off Ilay’s head and let out that eerie laugh of his.
- Your blood is a beautiful color, Luka. It looks like melted ruby.
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