cross the stone floor, the sound echoi
He yanked his hands back, his face drainin
ing his body squarely between Ella and his brother. He bared
nternally, she wanted to praise him for his braver
f her expensive leather boot to kick a
ice laced with poison. "A patheti
from Daulton +50. Fear
in. But a quick glance at the transparent blue System interface fl
to pus
by the collar of his ragged shirt.
yes shut, his body going completely limp as he
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d at Ella, his mouth slightly open, a pathet
ed she was trying to save Cordaro out of kindness, the
g her hands on her dress as if h
ordaro is a useful tool. I haven't finished breaking h
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self on the back for her
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n his palms had torn open again, dripping fresh blood onto the f
ating, tense silence. It wa
yed. In reality, her eyes never left Cordaro's chest. She was watching
t. He was hyper-vigilant, trying to figu
e smell, but she hadn't once reached for the rusted whips or brandi
was gasping for air, his chest heaving. Clutched tightly to
over his head, offering them to Ella. His wris
he pulled so hard it jerked Kevan forward,
ll, flat stone table in the corner of the cell. She gr
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al force. A thick, pungent, intensely bitt
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dirty her hands to eat, was currently grinding herbs with a rock
een paste, a bright golden button illumin
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