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... lling down his face.
Who would have expected such a thing?
Naya, she moved so fast... Her moves, they were definitely not the type of someone who was unskilled.
Her motion was fluid, like that of a trained killer.
She moved with precise and deadly motion.
'Hell, I saw the freaking dagger roll over her fingers before she gripped them,' Caleb thought anxiously.
His entire body was covered in cold sweat.
'Shit! How the hell did I end up with a ...
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