still a kid!” He said. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. ’ Quick remorse raced through Melusine’s veins, but she hit back strongly. He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. “Want one?” Michelle deadpanned. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself.
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