Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. I don’t wish to marry you at all. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain. She looked at him as he fingered a small switch on the side of the helicopter’s door.
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