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... rembling, each syllable laced with fury. My eyes drilled into Alad’s like twin blades, sharp and unwavering. The scent of the clinic mixed with the metallic tang of dried blood on my lips.
Alad didn’t flinch. He stood at the foot of my bed, unbothered, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his black coat. That smug grin remained carved across his face like it had been etched there for years.
"Well, well, calm down, little hero," he said, his tone annoyingly serene. "I’m n ...
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