Fate's Spare Luna

I drove my fist into his gut, and he folded over my arm with a wet gasp.
Blood dripped off his chin to the floor. My fingers had already left red marks on his cheek.
End of Chapter 9
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I drove my fist into his gut, and he folded over my arm with a wet gasp.
Blood dripped off his chin to the floor. My fingers had already left red marks on his cheek.
End of Chapter 9
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