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... her head down again.
The impact echoed dully against the ground.
Then I spoke again.
"Talk."
"Guh… nn… aaa… I-I don—Guaaak!"
I didn't let her finish.
Her head slammed down again, harder this time.
At this point, I wasn't even holding back anymore. Blood had already spread across the floor, splattered in ways that made it obvious how one-sided this was. It clung to her hair, her face, even my hands. The smell was sharp, metallic, and stickin ...
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