Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. “No thanks. Consider you’ve got resources deposited with me. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. ” “But it is too late,” she declared. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note.
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