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- "Get up," Blake hissed, gripping my shoulders. She got me half-way, but let go suddenly, turning and flinging a knife behind us. It ricocheted off something metal, and a male figure grunted in annoyance. They were behind us as well? "I'll handle him," Blake hissed.
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