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... snapping.
Jack didn’t respond immediately. Instead, his gaze shifted to the skeletal knight looming over her, its jagged blade still raised, its hollow sockets glowing with an unnatural crimson light. Slowly, deliberately, his lips curled into a faint smirk. The sight of it sent a chill down Alisha’s spine.
"You dare lay a hand on her?" Jack’s voice was calm—too calm. There was no rage, no desperation. Just an unnerving stillness that hinted at something far more dangerous.
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