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... uld sense death; she was already shivering, and her heart was pounding harder. "Please let me go, I’m begging you," she cried.
Zaiyila chuckled. "Ah, fine wine struggling, this queen is impressed." She stood up from the table and moved closer to the lady. "YOU... ARE... LUCKY," she whispered, raising her deadly sharp nails, ready to insert them into the lady’s neck. But a strong hand suddenly grabbed her own.
Her calm demeanor evaporated immediately, and she spun around, prepared ...
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