Amaria
Robb frowned down at her and applied more pressure, She struggled and almost lost her balance.
“ Foolish girl, do you want to die? I can see you don't have any special magic power and you don't look like a Werewolf either, ” Robb said as he applied more pressure.
“Ugh! You don't have to rub it on my face. I get it, I don't have magic but I'm a Werewolf,okay ?! ” Amaria yelled and pushed forward while glaring directly into his eyes ' huh? She's actually...' he thought.
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