Hellblades
Artemis just grinned wider, the curve of her lips cruel.
“Very well,” she purred. “Let’s keep playing this little game.”
She floated higher again, arms open like a conductor readying an orchestra.
“My next challenge… oh, it’s thrilling.”
Her eyes gleamed, wild and sharp.
“You’ll love it even more than Aquarius’s Shards of Love. Just you wait,”
Pelin stood shakily, shielding my body with her own.
“I’m not into your sick games,” she said through gritted teeth.
Artemis tilted her head, another cold smile curling on her lips.
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