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... d just said that earlier, we could’ve avoided all the bloodshed, don’t you think?"
Pyrrha’s voice was laced with a twisted sort of humor as she stared down at Dorisk, the scavenger boss who now knelt pitifully before her, drenched in a cold sweat and streaked with grime and fear. Her tone was casual, almost teasing, but every syllable carried the weight of death.
The God of Death had spoken—and the whole base felt like it was holding its breath.
Dorisk dared not raise his ...
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