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GINGER

“My face?” I replied, bringing a hand up reflexively. The skin was hot and tender beneath my palm, but compared to what I’ve endured from Zelda in the past, it was a blister on my heel. Not exactly traumatizing.

What was traumatizing, was being swarmed by fifty or so Gammas, every la...

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