CHAPTER FORTY TWO
Two old friends were together as both of them took a sip of their coffee in silence. Nothing was spoken from their mouths that could cut through one's soul, and just be with each other's presence instead. Suddenly, a gush pain passing by that left the woman of the two to hissed in pain, feeling herself being burned. Wincing, she put down the mug in order to ease the agony with her healing spell but nothing works until the one across just stared, raising his eyebrows. "Is it acting up already?" A smirk curved up onto one's lips, just doing nothing but look at the woman who was squirming around on her seat. With a groan, Hanisha snapped. "Shut up." The man snorted, rolling his eyes as his hands travelled to his scarred cheeks, tapping it with his index finger. "Let's see..." He acted as
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