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So that’s what Jimmy needed to do. Jimmy strode towards one of the Anunnaki. He couldn’t look at it directly, so he had to keep it in his peripheral vision as he reached out a hand to it. The Anunnaki bristled. Contact with flesh, even flesh clothed in story, was repugnant to it. Jimmy persisted. “This Anunnaki is bound to me,” he said. “I wear the story that it inhabits and it must follow all that I say. It is my weapon, a fearsome blade that can slice through anything in this realm or any other.”

The simple black-skinned book was a scholar's chronicle of his search for lost knowledge at the time of the coming of the Dark Gods, and while it was an interesting read, it didn't really teach Viktor anything very useful. The book titled only Anatomy, on the other hand, fascinated him and he had to acknowledge that the concepts and detailed information it contained were easy for him to assimilate and integrate into his own knowledge. In fact, he seemed to have a strange affinity for the ideas presented in the book. He attributed this to the long relationship he had had with death by growing up as the son of a priest of the death god.

‘How would I know a cute rabbit could be that fierce’ ivory responded angrily. Anita threw two books at ivory which she caught. ‘Why are you giving me these’ ivory asks. ‘Since you don’t want my help you should at least know how help yourself…one book contains details about animals in this world while the other is a technique book’. Ivory looks at the technique book ‘ice dome…I could learn this at the library’. ‘How many times do I have to tell you, my stuffs aren’t ordinary…that ice dome has the ability to protect the user and whoever is inside an…’

Thick silence stretched in the room. As I shifted my gaze around, I found that they all had their mouths hanging as they stared at Anisa. "I can give her more acupuncture and have her rest for a day, before..." "I am perfectly fine and I know what I am saying!" Anisa screamed, pulling her hand away from Imani's. "You think I'm not okay? Is that it? Well, sorry to burst your bubbles! I am perfectly fine. This is a book! A damn book!"

I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body. When she'd had her fill, she climbed off me, satisfied. Her well-manicured fingers picked up a piece of silver from the table, then dropped it onto my face with disgust. "Useless thing," she sneered. "Bones so brittle. Can't even take a little roughhousing." The door creaked open. Vince Benedict, the brothel's manager, waddled in with his massive gut leading the way. He pinched the silver coin between his thick fingers and blew on it. Then he gave my limp leg a hard kick with his black cloth boot.

He’d live. Anita, though? I didn’t feel a single ounce of remorse. My men entered the room silently, removed the bucket and the rat. Not a word was spoken. The rat had shredded through her belly like it was nothing. Tore out one of her implants. Her torso looked like a gutted animal. Infected, bubbling with pus.

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