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She snatched her hand back, stumbled several steps away, and said in terror, "You, don't, don't, don't come any closer!" Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The man before her ignored her, instead muttering disdainfully, "Disgusting. The soul has no flavor, and neither does the blood."

Then he lowered his head and said to the little fellow beside him, "This is who you brought me? Trash?"

The little fellow seemed a little embarrassed. It chirped a few times, then lowered its head.

"Useless!"

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