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... as her soft hand met his shoulder.
Feeling the burning desire propagate to him through the contact, he shook his head.
'Who cares about guilt? If I don't feel it, it's great!'
His fists unclenched as he pulled back, the smell of blood still permeating the air.
Mercy in this world would probably rhyme with death. Those creatures who ambushed and tried to kill them didn't deserve it, anyway.
"Everything is fine. Gather the corpses and move back to the terri ...
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