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Glade The Puppet

Her head hung low for a few seconds before she raised it again with a poker-faced expression.

She stood to her feet and walked toward Gustav before kneeling in front of him.

"What are your orders, master?" Glade questioned with a loyal expression.

Everyone's eyes widened as they witnessed this. 

"What is she doing?" Angy voiced out loud.

In response to that, Gustav replied Glade.

"Punch yourself hard in the face till your eye socket is on the verge of popping out," He voiced out, causing all their eyes to widen again.

"As you wish," Glade responded and proceeded to start punching herself in the face.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Blood oozed down her nose, and in no time, her entire face was smeared in blood, but she kept punching like she was immune to the pain.

"Gustav how is this happening?" Aildris asked with a shocked look.

"The details are not important," He said while turning to the side to smile at Vera.

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