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... a struggled desperately, her shrill voice thick with palpable terror.
"Release me—let me go!"
The two mercenaries’ hands clamped around her like iron vices, unmoved by her frantic efforts as they dragged her toward the spiked wall.
Ms. Tina’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets at the sight before her—the wall of gleaming metal spikes, cold and reeking of blood.
"President Luther, I beg you—spare me!"
she pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
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