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... ngated form hunched over, her pitch-black eyes locking onto mine. Blood—fresh and glistening—streaked her mouth, dripping down her chin. The smell of iron and rot hit me, choking me.
"You didn’t break," she drawled, her voice low and almost playful, a mockery of civility.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. My hands trembled as I instinctively stepped back, but my legs felt weak, like they would give out at any moment.
She tilted her head, her neck bending at an unnatural ...
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