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... y soul. All the training I’d done to resist pain suddenly felt useless. I was just a kid again, staring at his first fresh wound.
You want the girl to live, right? 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Beelzebub’s voice echoed through the void, clear and inescapable, even though his mouth never moved.
Fiona? T-1? My students...
How many have I lost by now? How many have I let die because of my own incompetence? Fiona was the last straw.
[Photographic Memo ...
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