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... uld appear that The Death Dealer had not helped his brain experience fresh air, instead, with his eyes closed, he felt a sudden pull, a vertigo, and a body crashing into him.
"You seem do have run into a bit of pickle headmaster, a snafu of some kind" the old man was pulled up to his feet, the assassin maintaining her pose with her leg outstretched, as though she had not realised that the old head's skull had not been converted into sand.
But no, she stared right at the now two o ...
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