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... n didn’t hesitate as I pulled my twin blades out like muscle memory. My hand were trembling, my vision tunneling until all I saw was that smug silhouette standing over the porch of Ann’s cabin as I looked up to his taller figure. His cigarette ember glowed faintly red, flickering with every lazy draw he took, as if he wasn’t aware of how close he was to being skewered, or worse, he knew, and didn’t care, because he was confident that he could take me on.
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