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"Aye" Panther-man says with a hint of pride

"He'll deflower and kill you Come to us and ill treat you well Our last battle-witch was e yells

At least, I think that's what he says His accent is heavy enough I'ht Battle-witch

I rack oing on Perhaps I didn't wake up from a weird dream? Or did my misery turn into an all-out break with reality?

It's all I can think of I can't re open a second bottle of wine This place certainly see into the trees to the freak show besideto be dropped into a book, it'd be Pride and Prejudice or, better yet, Fifty Shades of Grey, both of which contain civilized worlds with Heroes who only need their Heroines to htued by death and war Why would I be here of all places?

The two are arguing I' out their words and round and stare, dazed, confused, horrified There's a tiny voice in ht ot a helluva lot worse

Panther-man clasps my shoulder and kneels before me

I blink his animal face into focus and recoil

"I claiht of Black Moon Draw Do not cross Blue Star Bridge They will deflower and kill you" He places sorant you safe passage through our kingdo" He stands and leaves

It takesto faint passes I'e carvings strung on a thick, worn piece of leather Studying it, I' not to be weirded out by how heavy and real it feels, as if this whole place isn't a flimsy dream that'll dissipate soon

How can this be real? I'ht on by mental trauma sounds more likely than I'm stuck in a book

"M'lady" Another voice calls froers

Wow Dressed in a rich red cloak lined with fur, the brunet e has the chiseled features of a rin, that renders hi