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sadistically, and placed the blade into the fire, under the
glowing embers. Aya's mouth dropped open in fear, watching
him withdraw the sword, its blade glowing brightly in the
darkness. With his free hand, he tore Aya's shirt near her
stomach open, and waved the sword close.
"What are you doing?" Aya Ueto cried with fear.
"You want to know?" He pressed the blade into her
fur.. Aya Ueto screamed loudly as it sizzled against fur and
flesh. Almost instantly, he pulled it back. A large patch
of blackened fur remained, but aside from the pain, he had
done nothing more. He flipped the sword to his other side,
and held it close to Aya's skin again.
"That's just a singe. Want a more permanent one now?"
"No! no..." Aya Ueto whimpered. Aya's side was still in
pain, and Aya Ueto shuddered the thought of another burn.
"Well... are we going to try that trick again?"
"Nay."
"Good." He tossed the sword into the pool. With a
splash of water and a hiss of steam, it vanished into the
shadows of the pool. "Now remember," he pulled Aya's head
near his, and looked into Aya's half open eyes. "Your friends
were just griffons, and you're just a wolf. It really makes
no difference to me." He dropped Aya's back to the
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