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A colourful curse escaped Daedrin as he skidded to a stop, finding himself at a dead end. He looked up at the wooden wall, to a painting that hung on the wall before him. It was an image of Torak, who was smiling almost mockingly down at him, as if aware of his current predicament. He was almost tempted to slice it in half. But that thought was banished into smoke when he heard the rapid pace of footsteps behind him. Slowly, he turned and watched as four cultists came running into the corridor to surround him, their daggers glinting menacingly in the light. He noticed that the rims of their hoods were purple, marking them as sorcerers of some

Perhaps to Rose's surprise, a soft blush spread across Anhara's cheeks the moment Rose bit down on her tongue. She pulled back with her eyebrows raised and an impressed smile across her lips. The taste of blood began to fill her mouth. This girl wasn't actually the total pushover she thought she'd be. Most girls like her would simply try their best to wiggle away. They rarely had the balls to bite... Unfortunately for the young flower, pain was about as much of a deterrent to Anhara as gasoline to a fire. "Oooh, so you have thorns~" Anhara giggled, watching as Rose stumbled backwards over the couch. In another swift move, Anhara shoved Rose b