Chapter 18 Blood Mercy

“Let… let Daxia go,” she whispered.

Mu-Rak laughed. It was a jagged, ugly sound. “Or what, little rat? You’ll scratch my boots?”

He turned his full attention to her, raising his dagger. “I should have slit your throat when I had the chance.”

He lunged at her.

Time slowed. I saw the arc of his bl...

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