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Death over Her
"What the hell! Get your filthy hands off me," said Mike as he started kicking against the hand with his right leg. Without relenting, Gold quickly took off the hand with her sword as a weird loud cry was heard. The hall of the dead started shaking and the ground they stood on started vibrating rapidly with statues all falling. As they tried to maintain their stance, the ground they stand on opened up, as flames of fire started coming up, "Oh s**t!" Mike exclaimed. "Is that hell?" he asked looking down into the big opening on the ground. "Yes! We need to go now!" said Gold as they both turned to leave, an iron steel chain held Mike and started dragging him into the pit of hell as the flames of fire continued going up. "Help me!" Mike cried out to Gold. With her sword, she couldn't break
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