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... ought, I would’ve remembered the last two dozen times I’d lunged headfirst into danger and gotten myself slapped, stabbed, or otherwise humiliated.
My body decided that this was my big heroic moment, the scene where the gutterslut turned gladiator proved his worth by doing something stupidly brave.
My hand shot down like lightning, fingers clamping around the hilt of the dagger at my feet, and before my brain could scream wait, idiot, maybe sharpen your will before you sharpen yo ...
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