SERAFINA “Who the hell are you?” I croaked, dragging the strong arm that was fast restricting my airflow. I tried sniffing her out, as I had regained my power of smell, but there was no scent around her. She was wearing the same granine perfume I had on. She tightened her grip, pulling hard at my hair. If I didn't act fast, she was going to subdue me. I quickly elbowed her, illicting a painful groan from her. “Let me go..” I shoved hard, pushing her backwards with my weight, until we crashed onto a shelf and hit the marble floor. I was at the losing end, if I got caught with a book of black magic. “Let me go!!” I thrashed harder, weakening her grip on me. Grasing the open chance, I struck her with my elbow against and bit into her hand. She winced loudly, finally letting me go. As much as I wanted to catch my breath, finding out who my assassin was, seemed more vital. She made to leave but I quickly grabbed her leg, pulled my da
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