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... ilted slightly up, her dark eyes narrowed—not in fear, but in irritation. She looked up at Judgement, her gaze cutting through the marble veil like she was tired of being tested.
"Oh please, Judgment" she said, voice sharp and low like a knife being drawn in velvet. "Control yourself."
It wasn't a shout.
It wasn't even a command.
It was a statement—like she was correcting a child throwing a tantrum in public.
The pressure vanished.
Just like that. ...
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