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... these guys been twisted?
None of this was easy. A sharp blade gleamed in the arms of a man wearing a blue mask.
The man’s eyes fixed on me — the eyes of a hunter who had found his prey.
"Who are you?"
I knew it wasn’t the answer I wanted, but I asked it anyway to gauge his reaction.
"... ... ."
The man didn’t respond. Seeing that he made no hasty moves, I could tell he was a cautious type.
They were the most dangerous kind when faced as en ...
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