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... y detachment as if trying to decode this bizarre scene. She extended her hand and lightly touched his blood-soaked chest. He remained as still as a rock, not moving nor uttering a word.
She spoke calmly as she withdrew her hand:
"Ah, so... it’s not your blood. I expected that."
There was no trace of worry or fear on her face. If it were anyone else in her place, perhaps panic would have overtaken them, but she remained as cold as ice, as if this scene were nothing new to ...
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