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... actual monsters and not just some random spoiled lady and her plaything.
The poor man's body started shaking uncontrollably.
"Graough... (Hey, mister, you dropped your pen...)"
Zombie groaned, picked up the writing utensil, and returned it by sliding it into the sweaty palm of the appraiser.
Such innocent action, done without an ounce of bad will, looked extremely threatening for the terrified man backed into the chair.
The appraiser was considering whether droppin ...
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