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Chapter 57: The girl with red hair(20)
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... smoke like a dragon fresh from a kill. I touched the muzzle again—out of instinct, maybe curiosity—and pain bit down on me like a wild dog. Flesh cooked instantly. Skin crackled, bubbled. The scent was... unpleasantly familiar. Sweet. Like roasting pork.
Tempting, almost.
I let my hand linger for a moment longer than necessary.
Then pulled away.
I might be mad—but I'm not that far gone. Not yet.
I left the cannon behind and ascended the steps toward the c ...
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