( @balefuldragon x )
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When seeing Grima reach towards her face, she turned her head to face away from the fell dragon. Her brown-colored hues screwed shut tightly in fear of the worst. Despite having a gag in her mouth, she pleaded with him in a muffled voice. She used to serve him faithfully. Can he not have a lick of mercy for the used-to-be Grimleal? Aversa felt her heartbeat increase as each second ticked by. Death was looming over her already, and she fears this torture has just begun.
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