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... Artist without a weapon
“I’ve finally found you, Eleanor Hamelin!”
Standing in the corner of the walkway not far away was Yakov, who was currently unleashing a vicious glare towards the trio. Seemingly not expecting for her to be in the company of others, shock appeared on his face as he started to size up Carol, he raised his eyebrows in a clear indication that he had recognized her, though he wasn’t all that concerned about her. Finally, he placed his gaze onto Durango’s bo ...
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