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... and ragged. Blood dripped from his mouth, pooling beneath him on the cold floor. His whole body trembled—not from cold, but from pure, primal fear.
And then, in one last act of defiance, he gathered what little saliva and blood he could muster in his broken mouth and spat it directly at her face.
Ptooey!
Kaya’s head tilted just slightly—smooth, effortless—and the bloody glob sailed past her cheek, splattering onto the floor behind her.
Splat.
She straight ...
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