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... plunged down towards the bound-armed Prisoner.
She kicked down, and Prisoner moved his right shoulder to avoid the hit, and she plunged her foot into the ground.
The kick was inches away from hitting him, but that simple move of a shoulder helped him to dodge the kick.
"Heh~"
Prisoner smirked.
"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?"
Lara screamed in rage, and she moved her hands at him—it looked like she was trying to poke at him—yet, any of those pokes could ...
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