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- I yelped as she grabbed me by the arm, pulling me around the corner before pushing me against a wall, steel at my throat. If the words above her head weren't reminder enough, this certainly was.
- "H-Hey," I managed nervously, hoping to look as unthreatening as I actually was.
- She blinked. Yellow orbs widening but a fraction, before she stepped back and sheathed the blade. I hadn't even thought to draw Crocea Mors, which was actually still by my bed. Even if I'd had it, it wouldn't have been any use. In the time it would have taken to clear the scabbard, she could have carved her name into my neck.
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