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... ntless people would be dancing across the entire floor.
“Hand over the elf, you vile demi-human.”
But on that day, it wasn’t laughter mingling with the pleasant aroma of food that filled the hall.
It was hatred—raw and unfiltered.
"You really don’t know how to move a lady’s heart when asking for a dance…"
At opposite ends of the hall, the bunny-eared demi-human and the silver-armored demon glared at each other.
That was all it took.
A dagge ...
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