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... neath her strands of hair. At first glance, it looked like a beam of golden light bent through the eyes staring at me.
“Oh dear, I tried to deal with this as calmly as I could. This is not cute of you at all.”
Before I knew it, she was already holding a medium-length sword in one hand. It was the sword I saw in the basement. Marissa raised the hand that was not holding the sword. She bit onto the ends of her gloves before pulling it off her arm. She spat out her white gloves at her ...
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