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she speaks, while holding me out.
Her hands aren't thick, she scary pressed hardly. Thinking my neck as I straighten it, she doesn't make a daint, but something different does. I hear Thane's step stump towards us, in a brush, his wind cuts through my face. He grips tania, grabbing her off me.
“Tania!“ Thane screams, while swerving her away. His hand strikes, slamming hard against her cheek.
Tania's voice wails as she falls plummeting to the ground. She sinks down, tripping, falling with loud screams.
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