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... moved yet, and Zabaniyah retained her blank stare.
’Enough of this farce.’
Ixion slowly approached Zabaniyah.
She still showed no reaction, even when Ixion stood right before her.
Tenderly, Ixion brought his hand to her head and began running his hands through her dark hair.
’How silky.’
Despite her occupation, the assassin had healthier and cleaner hair than most.
Ixion brushed Zabaniyah’s hair to the side and tucked it behind her ear, re ...
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