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... Ingrid's voice echoed in a dimly lit basement. In front of her was a badly beaten man hanging from the ceiling with thick rusty chains. His head moved upon hearing a young girl's voice, his confusion clear even with the bag covering his face.
"I kinda went overboard." Simon scratched his nose, showing a little embarrassment. "By the time I realized, most of them were dead."
"God, did they kill your dog or something?"
Clicking her tongue, the Nephilim dragged a chair and ...
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