His Cure, My Poison
Heavy footsteps approached, carrying the thick stench of blood and smoke.
"Freya!" Fenris rushed to my bedside, his voice raw with panic and despair. "I'm back!"
His white shirt was soaked in blood, still dripping in places, and fresh, deep gashes marked his face.
But his eyes burned with the light of victory and a near-maniacal joy.
"I won!" he said, his voice hoarse but powerful. "I killed every last one of the rogue alliance! Not one was left standing!"
"I took back the company, too! Those shareholders who betrayed me, I made them pay the price!"
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