And running after Krisha, who was struggling in the hands of the soldiers, Shacktuliam rushed forward asking desperately: _Tell me, please, little kriishen what's your name? _It's Kris... Cataploft! It was the soldier interrupting the dialogue that was already taking away her little patience and almost gave a blow to Shacktuliam who, feeling powerless, began to tremble even more until she fell to her knees voiceless and with her eyes wet with tears, while the soldiers continued to walk away. Shacktuliam didn't understand what was happening to her, but her insides churned as if they had a life of their own, while her voice slowly returning only allowed her to say: _It's not possible! It's not possible! It was she, Shacktuliam Darah Dus Bor herself who was stunned and half destroyed i
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