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He managed to avoid her swipe and for that she was silently thankful, he’d of course healed, but till then she’d have had to stare at, at least four angry red lines across his handsome face. Yes she could be just that shallow. Her foot while missing the main target still connected with tender flesh, though she wasn’t paying attention to that now. Instead it was the dripping of life source onto her contorted face from his own that kept her attention. His admittance, though gruff, calmed her. The fight seemingly oozing out of her as she dropped her hands back and gave one firmer shove, though this was to simply remove her from his grasp and nothing more. “Take me home.” There was no plead and while it came off close to an order there was not that either. “Get me the hell out of here.” She just wanted to go somewhere where she could rip into him privately and passionately. .+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+.+ Khalid ~Beware the Demoness~ | |