Chapter Twenty Three: The One She Fears The Most Is Not Even The Worst Of Them Part Four
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When that scaly beast began moving its spine, when all those sharp, thorny growths on its back lined all the way to its tail began reflecting and bouncing off on the little light that they had, she knew very well that she was going to faint.
She simply was not going to ride this one out.
So this was his preferred method of execution? He was going to feed her to a dragon.
Oh no. This was not how she saw things ending. How had it turned into this? This was incredibly, incredibly cruel.
Yes, he could have done other things. He could have tortured her even more. He could have made it last years.
Centuries. Decades. As long as she lives.
But did he really have to just carr
