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... the floor.
His mind was a mess of emotions and thoughts. What was going on? If she had always been the demon then why claim she was being hunted by one?
Wise had sensed her panic that day, he had smelled her fear. That was how he was sure she had not been lying.
And yet his eyes were telling him a different story.
There was still a single dark horn sticking out of her head, parts of her skin were still backed out with scales and her nails were black and rigid. ...
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