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... an to crumple under the pressure of human fingers, leaving behind fingerprints.
Her fingers, slender and delicate as snow, seemed incapable of holding anything heavy. But with the immense force in her grip, the ground buckled, and the skin on her fingers tore, repeatedly healing and splitting in seconds. Her nails would lift and then reattach over and over.
It was the outcome she had anticipated. But the pain was beyond anything she could have imagined.
It was a gamble sh ...
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