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... on instinct. No—this was deliberate. A joyful, exaggerated motion like a stage performer leaping through a curtain.
And it moved fast.
Kivas barely registered the motion before it was already in front of her, that grotesquely human head barreling straight toward her face with a sick grin plastered across it—its wide, violet eyes shining with hungry delight.
She jumped back.
Hard.
Her wings flared for balance, and she lashed out—sword swinging wide in a cha ...
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