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... an. Cut off your wrist now."
The prisoner nodded.
’If I cut off my hand, my fingers will stop hurting,’ he thought numbly. In his current state of mind, this idea sounded entirely sane. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Thunk!
The blessed blade was sharpened with magic. Even in a weak hand, it cut through muscle and bone on the first try.
With a pained whine, the prisoner fell to the ground. He had no tears left, but he was still sobbing.
"Kill me... ...
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