In my previous life, I must have been a psychopath to deserve this wretched existence!
— Emma White
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Never before had Bright looked at her in such a manner. He had always been gentle and courteous, never exhibiting such ruthlessness.
Ross staggered, momentarily thrown off balance by the intensity of Bright's stare.
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For a moment, everything was chaos, the world spinning in dizzying circles around them. But as the dust began to settle, Emma's senses slowly returned to her, the sharp sting of adrenaline giving way to a throbbing ache that pulsed through her limbs.
With a groan, Emma struggled to sit up, her vision swimming as she took stock of her surroundings. Light lay nearby, his sides heaving with exertion as he struggled to rise from the forest floor.
"Ooohhhh!!!" Emma's ears rang from the deafening noise.
