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... d out with weak, desperate groans as if calling for their master.
"Your master isn't coming, vermin." A woman scoffed as she wiped her bloody claws with a black napkin.
A set of sleek black scales wrapped around her figure, forged to match her delicate curves.
Zafira's golden eyes billowed beneath her helmet, hiding the subtle changes in her expressions and her slightly furrowed brows. Behind her, a group of goblins stood at ease, holding their weapons in silence.
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