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Tension hung heavily in the air as Tormen gasped for breath, his body still recovering from the brutal blow. And his eyes flickered with a mixture of pain and determination as he struggled to push himself up onto his knees, refusing to submit to weakness. Darren, his face etched with disbelief, towered over him like a furious storm cloud and Tormen wiped the blood from his mouth with a trembling hand as he met Darren's gaze.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he barked and with a strained yet resolute voice, Tormen recounted his encounter with Isolde, explaining how he found her and brought her to his place. But it seemed to not be enough for Darren, who reached over and grabbed Tormen by the throat, accusing him of fabri
