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... f my throat and broke into a wet, ragged croak.
Spit and blood dribbled down my chin, stringing to my chest. Every breath burned.
"Mmmm..." The inquisitor’s pleased hum slithered over my skin.
She tilted her head, eyes bright with cruel delight, the iron rod in her hand glowing dull red.
"There it is," she whispered, almost breathless. "That perfect sound."
The rod kissed my shoulder. Flesh hissed. Smoke curled. I arched and howled until my voice guttered ...
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