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... l to the enemy and himself using his own flesh as a weapon.
Vincent tried to steady his breath, his back leaning against a tree. Efrita looked as sexy as always. Her skin had a faint silky glow because of her perspiration. She stood close to Vincent, her fingers softly massaging his overused muscles.
'He really tried his best. His fighting style is very bestial. Where did he learn such brutal methods?' She thought, her palm rubbing along his triceps.
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