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Princess of the Void - 2.17. The Best Prize
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... und. Four sets of claws dig into him, his chest and his sides, and Grant hisses in pain as Thror twists the arm pinning the gun. He loses his grip and the gun swings upward to Thror’s throat. The man’s face is a mask of terror. He’s about to blow his own head off.
Sykora’s tail yanks and the shot goes wide, punching another hole in the skybox ceiling. “Drop the gun,” she barks, and her eyes flare. Thror’s hand opens and the pistol jitters from his shaking fingers.
“Oh God,” he wh ...
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