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... feeding the assassin with a spoon.
"She tried to kill you. You don’t have to take such care of her. Just put the food in a bowl, and she’ll probably shove her face into it like a dog."
Leaning against the wall, I blinked my bloodshot eyes. In battle, the second most fatigued organ after the brain was, without a doubt, the eyes. I had been pushing the limits of my cybernetic vision every time.
"But she’s still pitiful. It’s not like I have a personal grudge against her." < ...
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