Bad for the sanctuary

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NAMIKO “M–Me?” In the blink of an eye, she was standing right in front of me. She took me by surprise, roughly grabbing my chin and forcing me to look directly into her eyes. “What is a creature like you doing here?” She asked, leaning and breathing into my face. Her breath was a horrid stench of garlic and something else I couldn't point out. “Please let…me go,” I begged, almost letting out a gag due to her horrible breath stuck in my nose. She didn't listen, her grip only tightened on my chin, “There's something about you that's very wrong. You don't belong here…” I frowned and pushed her away from me, backing up before she could touch me again. My jaw throbbed from her manhandling. “I am not what you say I am. But you are right, I don't belong here, and I don't plan to stay.” Th

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