‘Bête!’ Gerald caught her hand as she pulled it back to deliver another blow. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly.
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