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... ry real threat of becoming a human hors d’oeuvre, to... whatever this was? Yeah, Cherion was not prepared for the genre change. His brain definitely hadn’t signed up for a hug. It was like tripping down a flight of stone stairs, bracing for the bone-shattering impact, and somehow landing on a high-end, goose-down mattress instead.
Cherion froze.
His hands just... froze there, awkwardly hovering in the air like, like a malfunctioning NPC. His brain, usually quick with injuries or ...
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