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... ly, dabbing medicine onto his bruised face with rough hands.
As for the slave who had vanished, no one pointed fingers at the little kid, barely conscious of his surroundings.
Xion lay curled in the corner, blinking slowly when the metal door creaked open.
A figure crouched beside him.
Even in the dim, musty cell, the man’s yellow hair glowed so bright it made Xion squint.
He blinked blearily up into a pair of pale blue eyes. They reminded him of Raymond’s ...
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