The instincts of an Assassin were trained very highly, as most of the time they would be facing situations of life and death, where a single instance, or a single decision would decide their fate.
Right now, the instincts of the beautiful Assassin were clearly telling her that she was doomed, she was fu*cked, the only solution was to run away but that wasn't possible for her.
In fact, even the Little Princess couldn't help but have the same feeling. If previously she still held thoughts of being able to escape this situation, or at least save her sisters, now those thoughts were evaporating.
She didn't understand why, but if the sky was just darkened slightly before, now it was pitch black and scary.
Well, the thoughts of scariness didn't stay for long in her mind either, as she slowly started to feel that burning sensation coming from her private parts, and especially the itching inside her.
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