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... must decide between fight or flight.
Standing there, in a frilly pink maid outfit, cat ears drooping in defeat, and the literal Queen of Shadows telling me I was a potential candidate for her consort, I knew exactly which choice was the correct one.
Flight. Full. Freaking. Speed. Flight.
"W-Well! Would you look at the time?" I stammered, inching backward toward the door that had somehow become a black swirling void. "I s ...
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