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I don’t think I’ve ever struggled with an internal dilemma so much as when I heard Lucifer first enter the Great Hall. I wanted to go to my mate and help him kick Zasz’s ass. Silly, I know. Like the Devil needs help. At least I was able to get one satisfactory ball kicking in before Lucifer destroys my creepy captor.
I slip out of the stupid heels I’m wearing and pick them up off the ground with a sigh. I can run faster without them and sadly they are the only weapon I have available to defend myself. I eye the stiletto heels with a smirk. I never thought in a million years I’d be defending myself with some stripper shoes but hey, I can’t exactly afford to be picky in my situation.
My head snaps back down the hallway where I just ran from Zasz as a series of explosions occur. I
