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Cigal carefully parted the hair that clung to his forehead. At his feet was Hamyuts, who fell on her knees while clasping her sling.
While looking down at her, Cigal pulled out a match from the waterproof cigarette case in his pocket and rubbed it a couple of times. Water somehow got inside during the battle and thus it only emitted an unpleasant smoke.
Cigal threw the match away. Seeing that, the kneeling Hamyuts grinned.
“Such a pity. Even convicts on the deat ...
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