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e fallen for that. Maybe just a peek… He tugs at my wrist, and I can feel the suppression glove slide away. Here it is… the opening I need… time to do…something!! Ooooh, look at these, he says. Oh gods, is he gonna… Yup. They’re in his mouth. Oh gods, he’s… Augh! …come on, Mack! This is it! This is your shot!! I’ve got less than nothing… Get it together, Mack!! He’s gonna do unspeakable things to you! To your mind! To your body!! … em To Charlotte!! em I yank my hand out of his mouth. I can barely get one eye open to see him. He desperately grabs for my wrist, but it’s slippery and wet. Slippery keeps my hand free, but it also stops me from being able to snap! Slip… Come on! em Slip em … strong Come on! strong strong em Snap! em strong Two tiny but exceedingly bright sparks ignite mils in front of Heimdahl’s eyes, and he shrieks in pain and rage. strong em class c2 My eyes!! em strong His hands belatedly cover his ruined sockets. strong em class c2 What have you done? em strong . It’s the weakest ability I ha

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