19.1

"Make a sound, you're dead," Kalmin warned, crouching until his eyes locked with Gael’s. His scowl deepened as he stood and delivered a sharp kick to Gael’s shoulder, then accepted the incoming call with a swipe of his bloodied finger.

"That was fast. I expected it to take at least an hour."

"I thou...

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