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“If it isn’t the Queen of Glath, did you miss me?” Shallom turned around, seeing Carl standing behind Mira. A dagger was placed near her throat. Shallom tried removing her combat fans, but Carl placed the dagger near Mira’s throat even closer, as blood started to flow. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Unless you want my dearest Mira to get more hurt.” Carl told her in a wicked tone with a deranged smile on his face, that showed that he was more than ready to do it to make a point. “What do you want?” Shallom asked him through gritted teeth. “Simple, it’s revenge. I would have said nothing personal, but we would all know that would be a very big lie and I don’t like to lie much.” Carl replied, moving the dagger slightly from Mira’s throat and walked away from her, allowing the latter