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... whisper of violence. A hum of something still coiled inside it.
She tapped the flat with her finger, watching the red veins flicker in response.
"Hah."
A short, breathy chuckle escaped her lips.
If she wasn't covered in light bruises and dried sweat, she might've grinned.
Instead, she tilted her head, trying not to look too excited as she squinted at the blade. "So... how do I actually know what you are, huh?"
If this was really a world with stats ...
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