The dagger with it sharpened leaf, bathed in poison a few years ago, still contains the power to kill any mortal thar crosses its path.
The end.
The dagger with it sharpened leaf, bathed in poison a few years ago, still contains the power to kill any mortal thar crosses its path.
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