It had been even worse than Marrina had thought. She felt her blood grow cold and her anger turn white hot. No one should ever...
She wanted to do something, anything. She wanted to hit something, like she had never wanted to hit something before. But that was also the extent of her plan. She had literally no idea how to proceed past this.
"Yes, Father," she said. "You can count on us."
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