Nyashechka Kavai
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The witch’s last words wiped the smirk off Redram’s face. *Now everything has fallen into place. Well, you won’t be buying this stuff from me. Fine. Let’s play a little more.* At that moment, Daar left the room. Hostor snorted and leaned closer to the girl.
- Don’t you think that when there’s too much… very… incredibly passionate fire, it might burn everything to ashes? Why risk it… with a drink?
- Don’t you think that when there’s too much… very… incredibly passionate fire, it might burn everything to ashes? Why risk it… with a drink?
