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He slowly reached his hand in his pocket, pulling out a dagger, covered safely in an ornamental sheath. The family crest was engraved in the soft, worn leather. Derick grasped the dark wooden handle and slid the dagger from its casing, revealing the wickedly sharp blade, glinting in the light. 8964 copyright protection331PENANAm3xM4N4srF 維尼
"Give me the money," he demanded, a hint of insanity in his voice, "or I will use this."8964 copyright protection331PENANAwFn6JCAkFX 維尼