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... paper. He coughed as he planted his palm on the floor, feeling his lungs constrict. He hadn't recovered yet when he felt someone's presence at his side.
Looking up, he held his breath. Joaquin was squatting down in front of him, tilting his head, sizing him up in amusement.
"What a bother." Joaquin sighed. "I planned to ask you politely to gather your forces and go back to the scaffold on your own to keep your pride, but you are damn annoying."
Instead of fear, Ismael's ...
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