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The deep fury seemed to pierce through his sun-like pupils. Smoldering fury, scorching ruthlessness radiated gravely as it sighted his silver-eyed lover who was wincing and grimacing at the pain. Dragged by the hair like a shamed slave. A mix of pain and desperation distorted Moulin's astounded expression. Lord Hadrian clenched his jaw. Raw anger shot through him, pulsing through his veins, vibrating through his being.
The gloved fingers clenched around the hilt of his longsword. The caliginous blade gleamed with the want of blood. Blood-red light from the crimson flames glinted at from the sharpness of its edge. Taking a step forwards, irradiating with sparking ferocity, he walked with a merciless purpose. His handsome countenance appeared more fierce and violent as his gaze fixed on the grey hand that coiled Moulin's hair around his gruesome fingers.
Phuna’s father will be leaving the set...
Stop blaming yourself Moumou~
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