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Taking Out the Trump Card

Seeing the cliff is like being slapped on the face. 

It's probably the most cliché scenario ever – at least, for a character with a death sentence, and unfortunately, one of them is that character. Anything can happen from this point on. It's either they give up already or keep fighting back. Still, most definitely, jumping from there is not an option.

Now, all Lady and Fallon can do is stand near the edge of the cliff as the man draws closer. 

"Get behind me, Lady," he muttered, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards him.

"No, you get behind me, Fallon," she argued, knowing quite well that he was in more danger than her. 

"Stop being stubborn. Just stay at the back."

"Stop acting tough. You're the one who's shaking in fear here."

"I'm not shaking! What does that even have to do with this?"

"You can't die, Fallon!"

"Well, I'm not planning to!"

"You don't know that!"

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