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... th both palms. A sharp, searing pain tore through her skin as the metal cut deep into her flesh. Warm blood dripped onto the floor, the crimson staining the cold stone beneath them.
I can't die yet. Not in my enemy hands. I still have tasks to do hence I refuse to die yet. Sorayah thought to herself and just then....
"Fine! I agree to work for you!" she blurted out, her voice edged with both pain and defiance. Her burning gaze met his, unwavering despite the agony pulsing through ...
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