Before the night falls
Zyair freed his hand from clenching Yuna’s wrist, planning to pat Dale's head, but Dale unerringly moved away from him and took an attempt to bite his hand.
“Haist, you dare.” He took a step back away from Dale’s attack, only for the glow to fade away.
“That was awesome,” She softly murmured to herself. Gladly, the two started another childish fight, cutting her awed self.
She noticed how her personality was momentarily changing like she’s kind of adapting. Well, killers are supposed to be adaptive to sudden changes. It was kind of helpful and not at the same time.
Now that she found something interesting, worse, she could be able to do it. There’s this part of her that’s wishing this was re
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