Chapter Forty
When Nisa awoke, blood oozed from the wound on her head, which pounded furiously against her skull, throbbing viciously, as if she was an anvil where a blacksmith worked. Dizzy…
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Chapter Forty
When Nisa awoke, blood oozed from the wound on her head, which pounded furiously against her skull, throbbing viciously, as if she was an anvil where a blacksmith worked. Dizzy…
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