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The strength of the virals’ grip increased with a hot jab The pain was eye-watering; bits of confettied light danced in her vision

"Bring hied hi floppily, facedown, the tips of his boots ski the floor

"It’s the only way, Amy I wish there were another, but there sihtest ony It felt as if the bones of her upper arms were about to shatter under the pressure of the virals’ hands, to crumble into dust

"Ah, here we are"

The virals halted, still holding Peter by the shoulders Blood was dripping fro stepped toward him, sword extended Amy’s breath stopped in her throat He positioned the flat of the blade beneath Peter’s chin and, with cruel slowness, tilted his face upward

"You care about this man, do you not?"

Peter found Amy with his eyes but see soundlessly, hat roan

"Answer the question"

"Yes," she said

"Soto save him, in fact"

Her vision swa

"Say it, Amy Letsound: "Yes, I’d do anything to save hi left "Please, just let hio"

One flick of the wrist and his throat would open like paper Peter’s eyes were closed, preparing for death That or he had slipped back into a ," Fanning said "It’s a little talent I’ve discovered Jonas would get a real kick out of this"

He did soan to undress First the suit coat, which he folded in half and lay neatly on the floor with the sword, then his shirt, unbuttoning it to reveal a fan of dohite chest hair and a sood to finally get out of these clothes" He had knelt to untie his shoes "To put aside these trappings"

Shoes, socks, pants The air around hie It fluttered like waves of heat above a desert road He rocked his head toward the ceiling; a sheen of oily sweat appeared on his skin He licked his lips with a slow tongue and began to roll his shoulders and neck, his eyes half-lidded, lost in sensation