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... as pricked a balloon full of water with a needle. Except that in this case, instead of water, blood and flesh is what fell down.
"W-what the hell!?" Guard B screamed.
Actually, that's what I want to ask, Guard B.
I mean what the actual fuck?
"What the fuck, Neia?"
Jesus fucking Christ. Her character development as a psychopath was supposed to be a mere joke.
She wasn't supposed to take it literally and actually go down the path to becoming a serial ...
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