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I pointed athim, strung out from the sleepless night. “His face spells treachery, his mouth spills filth, and his eyes promise retribution. He’s going to kill me… I can smell it.”

I swung my tired arm.
Crack.
My fist slammed into his cheek before he could react, knuckles splitting against his mask, but I barely registered the new wave of pain. All my senses were focused on the evil.
“Harder,” he said coldly.

Thomas is swoonworthy.

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