Caye led Olivia to the chair, sitting the cripple down and leaning against the wall of her prison like room. She rubbed her eyes slightly, before looking at the Dragonslayer.
[i]"... why the hell aren't you angry? Mad? You should be fuсking hating me right now. I pulverized and severed your arm, cut off half your leg... and here you are, apologizing for some random shit nobody has a clue out.
So what gives?"[/i]
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