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... rone and just observed him with her crimson eyes.
Xior’s words did not come out, as if her presence forced his mouth to remain closed and not to make a noise without her command.
One of the hands on the throne twitched and she raised it, only to close it as she formed a fist.
Xior felt an imaginable pressure enveloped his body, he felt as if an invisible hand had grabbed his body.
Blood dripped from the ceiling and Xior writhed to break free, then she moved her ha ...
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