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... ly a crescent moon hung in the sky, but at this moment, the crescent appeared crimson.
On a quiet street in the western district, a disheveled figure suddenly darted out from an alley. She was wearing a tight leather outfit that accentuated her perfect curves, her arms now slashed in several places, oozing crimson blood.
A chilling dagger was tightly gripped in her hand, gleaming ominously in the moonlight, the remnants of blood proving that it had just sliced through someone's f ...
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