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... ng in their sockets.
"You accuse me of weakness? You slip free because I bled? Because I fell in the street like a human and took a bullet from the Voliders’ insects?"
She began to laugh.
A hysterical, broken laugh—so terrifying it made me want to retreat and flee this cursed basement, never to look at her again.
It was the laughter of despair fused with sadism.
Valisera raised her right hand, trembling and covered in her own blood.
"You think you ...
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