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The woman was swift!

Arsenio laughed mercilessly as she ducked out of reach of his glinting teeth. The whimper that fell from her mouth did not spark guilt in the mercenary. He had many things to protect in Mereo. It did not matter if this fire-touched creature had come searching for scraps or for a place in their ranks. They had done it wrong.

The Roman appeared in the blink of an eye. Arsenio caught his gaze for only a moment as the dark man charged into the fight with the intent to stop their fleeing target.

The redstone mercenary aimed a sharp snap of his teeth for the retreating figure’s rear ankle.