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He nods, and Celine hums thoughtfully,
“Although, I did kill Solomon in an arena. But that was in England, not here.” Erik raises an eyebrow,
“You killed a man?” She nods,
“I’ve killed several if you want to be specific.” He smiles, “Okay, so there was Alpha Ewan… I don’t know if you count Tweedle Dumb, but he was brain dead when I was done with him.” George nods, and she hums, “Then there was Solomon, one of those Bear-Shifters on the mountain, we didn’t get their names. Two Russians, one Chinese guy, again no names. That’s it so far, I think, but I might have missed a couple in the middle.” George hums thoughtfully,
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