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... rox.
She not only enjoyed gambling and the thrill of using others for her entertainment, but she also liked seeing her opponent get crushed. She loved seeing the hopelessness reflected on their faces.
But not this time. Tiber was as calm as ever, and Atrox only smiled, raised his cup, and wet his lips with the wine in his hand.
"Hummmmmmm," was all he said as he watched Slya get rammed into the wall.
"Oh shit! She’s going to die! Atrox, you have to get her out of ...
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