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"Maybe you caught a cold," Lyria muttered, handing him a towel.
"Could be." Kael shrugged, wiping his face.
The others glanced at him who talked nonchalantly, then at Cedric, who was tied down and barely holding himself together.
Kael didn’t bother asking questions—he just beat him until the bastard pissed his pants twice. Kael found himself wondering where the hell he kept getting all that water from.
Handel stepped forward, nudging Cedric and pulling the ...
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