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r, shaking the very foundations of the city. The asphalt beneath our feet

kie going through withdrawal, that he c

or deep in his eyes and pounced o

, I moved my long legs in my combat boots. One step, then a

t coldly. My voice wasn't loud, but it

ed with fake bravado, but his crackin

ting off him-the stench of pure, unadulterated fear. I didn't even deign to look him in

aling what I wore undernea

t that the dangerous man from the

assive, eye-catching, and terrifying patch: a grimacing skeleton holding a blood-drippi

as long as I wore it, no one in this territory would dare touch a hair on my he

he size of pinpricks! The blood was instantly vacuumed from his face, leaving him as

e..." he finally stammered out, shrieking incoherently like h

out to piss his pants-told me everything. The owner of this vest was the absolute tyrant standing

t seconds before it was entirely swallowed

trying to brainwash himself. "The Reaper's tyrant never touches women! He would never

a gesture was nothing more than a pathetic

antically in boiling oil. A mocking, pitying sneer cur

the words le

OM-

olently tore through the darkness at th

built like a three-headed hellhound! It appeared silently like a ghost

clan's horrified, twisted face, illuminating the pathe

angible, murderous aura-like a demon crawling out of a sea of bloo

second beam, the t

VROOOM!

e Grim Reaper, countless heavily customized Harleys poured out from all directions lik

lence! Every single bike, every single hulking rider wearing bl

nees finally couldn't handle the world-destroying pressure. His legs gave out, and he dropp

at Declan, who was now nothing but a puddle of mud. In the tone of a ruthl

r fucking

ilent at that exact moment, plunging the a

who's come to take

the black behemoth at the very front le