#37 The Rumor

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"Where are we going?" Elsa grunted. It was becoming hard for her to walk. Samael had tied her eyes with a blindfold while guiding her with a rope that tied her hands. She felt like a horse. She couldn't even smell anything, no matter how much she tried to sniff, because of the wolfsbane-silver coated chain dangling around her neck. That smell was coming off too strong for her to pick another essence. It was getting harder to keep up with Samael's pace with her hands tied and her vision and smelling power blocked. She could not even put up a fight when she was dragging her body, even to take one step forward. She felt famished, weak, and scared. They were obviously inside a forest. The warehouse was near one. Elsa wondered if Rafael and others had finally been able to locate her, which i

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