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As someone proficient in the art of reading the eyes, Primrose was deeply disappointed to see the empty strip of the mask to be covered in fine mesh. It covered the area of his eyes, revealing nothing to her. A small sadistic smile made its way on her face. She really wanted to see the pain and regret in those eyes. His mouth remained closed, not even a slip of scream passed through. It took away the satisfaction from having just won a fight. The assassin burned until only a few breaths were left of his life. "Goodness, this world really can't give me a break." Primrose groaned, holding the bleeding shoulder. She avoided the withering man and made her way towards the bathroom. Soon, water sprayed right onto his body. With a hiss, the fire burned and the water solidified on his body