Her delicate, slender fingers sprouted long, crimson nails once more. She lunged at Feiyu’s throat, clearly intent on gouging five blood-soaked holes into his neck.
Her speed was incredible, but Feiyu’s was even faster.
Before A-Zhi’s fingers could complete their strike, Feiyu had already caught her wrist in a vice-like grip. No matter how much strength she exerted, she could not break free from his hold.
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