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" 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑍𝑎" " 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑍𝑒 " 𝑍𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

He races toward the gate, which the staff hurriedly opens. Blade rushes out of Gonzales Mansion with me. The wind lashes at my face as he speeds up. I bury my head in his fur, terrified of falling. If I fell at this speed, I wouldn’t need to fake injuries—I’d be shattered. I lose track of time as Blade slows down. He finally stops at a lake. My hands go slack, and my heart pounds as I slide off his back and collapse to the ground, gasping for air. Blade’s wet nose nudges my face, his bloodshot eyes glowing in the moonlight. I finally do what I’ve wanted to for so long and slap his head. “You crazy bastard,” I curse through clenched teeth.

With a thrust of his spear, he pierced through one woolly mammoth. Since he had no one to protect him, he could not unseal his restrictions like Lynn to directly reach stage nine of the martial celestial god realm. Seeing Walter and Barry help him block the charging mammoths while Lynn was still unsealing her restrictions, Chase launched an offensive against her. He waved his right hand, and the Greedy Wolf Blade appeared. The blade, several thousand feet long, slashed down from the sky, cutting a blank area through the hundred thousand troops Lynn had summoned. Green blood and Zago corpses were scattered everywhere, emitting waves of foul stench.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Blade laughs, pulling the bottle from my lips. I clench my teeth against the burn, making a strange noise at the base of my throat, and I lean too far back. Gasping, I teeter, almost tipping the plank of wood. I grip the rope in my right hand and Blade swears, wrapping an arm around my waist, spilling vodka down his pants. Somehow, he manages to stabilize us. And I straighten myself, feeling like an idiot.

The sword known as the treasure of Blade's Reach was destroyed by Adrian. Hansen looked at the shattered Lunar Edge, completely stunned. The next moment, Adrian struck again with the Hellblade, which carried a killing intent that surpassed everything. The attack was about to fall on Hansen's neck.

I try to scream, but only a wheeze comes out. My hand flails, searching for a weapon. A pan. A shard of glass. My knuckles brush against my boot. The knife. It never leaves your skin. Drakon’s voice cuts through the panic. I jam my hand into my boot. My fingers find the cold steel handle. I pull it out. I find the stud. Click. The blade snaps open. I don't think. I don't aim. I just swing. I slash upward. The blade catches Zara’s arm.

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.