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ALINA
Blood was still dripping from the ax when I let it fall.
It hit the floor with a thud, but I barely heard it over Riot's ragged, pain-filled breaths.
His face twisted in agony, sweat popping out on his forehead as he held the ruined stump of his arm.
His breath came out in sharp, broken gasps. Blood pooled at his side, dark and thick ag
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