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... ld stone floor, slow and inexorable. The voice cut through the thick, strained air once more like a knife. "Now… who the hell are you?"
Heads turned toward the source. Shadows quivered on walls, writhing and spinning in the dim light of the torches, showing faces pale with fear, hearts pounding visibly behind wide, terrified eyes. The room seemed smaller, walls pressing in as a chill tension fell over all who stood within it.
Leon's arm involuntarily closed around Natasha, holdin ...
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