Smells kessler

Kessler took her wrist. Ryn feigned unconsciousness. She remembered Kessler, the one who had injected her with the drug. Normally the only thing she liked about soldiers was the sound they made when she broke them. But these ones didn’t stink quite so badly, Kessler especially, and so she hadn’t yet mutilated him. She’d lost consciousness around him and he hadn’t harmed her. That didn’t seem typical of humans.


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