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40 Can I Touch Her Face?
When did he raise his hand? I hadn't even seen Hawk's movement clearly. I stared wide-eyed over there, noticing that the dagger's blade had almost entirely disappeared into the tree trunk, leaving only the slightly trembling hilt exposed in the air. If that tree were replaced with a human body... The image came to my mind, and I couldn't help but shudder at the thought. Given the force Hawk used to throw the dagger, the enemy's neck would probably be pierced the moment he raised his hand. It might even snap in half. It wasn't an impossibility. Just as he had said, a single killing strike on an opponent would ensure the protected person's safety a hundred percent. I turned my head, looking at Hawk who still wore a calm expression. At this moment, I finally understood why he had becom
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