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... blood.
“I wasn’t bitten by the monsters,” she blurted out as soon as she saw Ethan draw his sword.
But Ethan didn’t lower his weapon. Instead, he kept his eyes on her, his stance tense.
“Who are you?”
“An herbalist.”
An herbalist? I looked at her with suspicion.
Her jet-black hair, which hung just above her shoulders, was cut as straight as if sliced with a knife. Her sharp, cat-like eyes and pale skin made the freckles on her cheeks stand out eve ...
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