The Hidden Master's Return

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the air, and a fresh bullet orifice

ip, Clare trembled, her b

, lowered his head for a

er for her chest. "No peeping!" she warned with a dash of hu

t the wall, Br

lance at Clare, he uttered,

und her footing, Brennen executed a surprising move, deliver

ps, another thunderous bang reverberate

nen transitioned fr

indow and fired, the muzzl

itnessed a figure crump

ly pieced together that she had been used a

ise and fury, she exclaimed, "Hey, del

e, deftly plucking a peculiar

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re retorted, "I have no c

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lared with

lled the slide, causing th

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empty chamber,

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nd Clare, in a sudden realization,

rearm, Clare inquired, "What br

"My identity is best kept in the shadows. Some t

st a front, isn't it?"

smile, murmured, "Let's just pret

ance, Cla

she queried, "Does Emmie know a

wung by. If you spill, you're all walking int

iance, vowed to keep th

from arrogance to compliance, B

led suddenly, prompti

oed, drawing Brennen stea

peek just as a guns

ntegrated, shattered

d into a protective ba

, held a gun that had morphed

om the scattered gl

urn, he requested,

retorting, "In the midst of all th

o seriousness. "No time for

shielded her chest

it to me!" Br

y removed her bra, tossing it Brenne

mptly extracted the rubber ban

glanced at Clare again, statin

Clare protested, "Yo

ving, speed it up!"

ned crimson almo

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tossed her panties, hastily wr

rough, alluring yet overshadowed

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and from her underwear an

of glass, feigning a

t echoed from

xt shot, Brennen swiftly pivoted, stret

eased his grip, propelling th

rk, slashing the assas

ith Brennen's predatory pounce. A knee sho

the assailant's head, and executed the Dem

outh bleeding, crumpled

his breath, leaned

tanding at the door, her petite mou

bat prowess had surpass

tly paid bodyguards didn't w

purple nightgown, her flawless

wn her thighs, showcasing her smooth

ably possessed an authentically appeal

romptly shielded her chest. "No sneak peeks!

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w's not the time for size d

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back, and six coin-sized hexagrams on the sho

angel," Brennen m

r fallen angel?" Clare, now clo

, Abyssus, boasts elite killers whose hierarchy spans from one star to nine st

ay means whatever you folks researched

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can manipulate human genes," Clare reveal

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en diverted his

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swiftly covered Clare's mouth a

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