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... re they’d blackened, and his hand was filled with holes because I’d covered my handle in poison tipped spikes.
Despite that, my rage had yet to abate. He hadn’t suffered nearly enough to make up for the fact that he tried to make Fran one of his concubines.
They might’ve even taken her away by force if she was still as weak as when we’d only just met.
Imagining him forcing himself on her made me more than mad enough to tear him to bits.
I once again changed my form so I c ...
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