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<p>A sigh escaped Zeidan's lips as he stepped backward. His hand bled as he held the knife hardly by the tip and looked down at his new bride who looked ignorant of everything going on.</p>
<p>Poor Lyne. He thought.</p>
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<p>Everyone has stopped walking around.</p>
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<p>"What was that for?"</p>
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