Confrontation (1) “Cuts reaaally clean.” Even as blood poured in streams from her neck, Yujeong just kept staring at Vulcan. “I…!” Air hissed out shhhh, shhhh through the hole in her windpipe, and no actual words came out. “What is she saying?” Vulcan frowned, but even he, rational as he was, didn’t doubt what he was seeing. Habitz’s eyes sank...
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