“You’re the one that’s refusing to admit the truth. Maybe that’s why your papa died…”

“Well, there’s only one thing I can really say to that.”

There was a flash of movement before her armor was on and the anon was blasted into a black mark on the floor. Then, the armor was off and she walked away to go play her violin.

Perhaps that had been a bad choice of words on the anon’s part.

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