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... my scythe… But that middle-aged woman threw herself to the floor in all fours to avoid my attack.
“You’re just like a cockroach… No, like a wharf roach!”
Without even trying to hide my excitement, I shook the the chain at the butt end of the scythe with a sadistic smile on my face while aiming for the area between that stupid woman’s eyebrows, where a vein was clearly visible.
Hearing my insults, the wharf-roach jumped backwards using her four limbs as if they were spring-loade ...
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