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Tree bark sprayed around him from the violent force of his swing. Alexis screamed and cursed at him anytime her blade met wood. “Stop!” she wailed. “This is not my intended purpose! I cut flesh and emotions. This bark will dull my blade!”
That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf (Mead Mishaps, #2)
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