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... her own. It was like being wrapped in a freezing void, and every instinct screamed at her to break free. What kind of poison...
But his arms were unyielding, locking her in place with a strength that didn't match his condition. I can't break free from this ghost.
This body is so weak, she thought, frustration mingling with panic. Far too fragile compared to my assassin's body in my previous life.
She strained against him, trying to create even a sliver of space between t ...
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