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Cassandra felt the cold blade of Blake's spear piercing through her neck, as she felt that her life was about to be taken away from her. Her eyes fixated into Blake who was ruthlessly glaring at her neck with a cold stare, her teeth couldn't help but grit. Everything until this day, where these priests had arrived went well… Her life was finally improving after having lived miserably for so long… It made her feel extremely bitter.
Glimpses of her past reemerged within her corrupted mind, making her remember her frustrations, her fears, and the reasons behind her actions.
