Chapter Eighty

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Ivy: The wind blew a gentle breeze, drying the sweat on my face. Even now that I was on my feet, Arbor still hadn't stopped huffing and blowing to notice. I could have killed him twice now. Maybe when we make it out of this, he should train with me… yeah, I could teach him a few things. My hand drifted to the wound, piercing through and through. There was no need to worry about the wound bleeding. Whenever Arbor broke this thing off inside me, the flow of blood around it stopped. Despite that, it hurt like h.e.l.l. "If you ever want to see Nolan again, I suggest you listen carefully." I just played the only card I had left, admitting that I had saved Nolan, but I needed the freedom of not having to worry about him trying to kill me while I killed whatever came for us next. "What did you

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