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... tood before the pathetically unfinished well, arms crossed, smile dangerously sweet. The ten massive beastmen in front of her shuffled uncomfortably, their muscles useless against the force of her disappointment.
"So," she began, her voice honeyed but menacing, "why did you not finish the well?"
Silence.
The men exchanged looks. One brave soul cleared his throat.
"We... uh, we thought you left the village."
Isabella’s head snapped to him so fast, the poor ...
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