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The Rat Among Us

Penulis: Ladybee
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-04 00:56:05

I stand frozen, my chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, my brain slowly processing her words. I open my mouth to speak, but once again no word comes out. The silence stretching through the hall feels almost unbearable, a thick, suffocating blanket that terrifies me far more than her shouting ever could.

Then, with a frustrated sigh, Ravelle slowly turns away from me. Without another argument. Without another attempt to convince me. She looks at every single warrior standing in the corrid
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