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... this stops being amusing. And just becomes... pointless."
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Dylan didn’t answer. Just the clinking of chains, a nervous twitch in his left leg. He no longer had the strength to lift his head, let alone challenge the man with a stare. His Stigma pulsed faintly, like a sick heart.
The executioner sighed. He leaned in, grabbed Dylan’s jaw, and lifted it with a leather-gloved finger. The Awakened’s eyelids fluttered slowly, as if even that had become an ordeal.
"Loo ...
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