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Compel me to silence

His hand subconsciously came to his mouth but had no bottle of rum, shaking it rather went up and brushed his hair, he felt the skin on his forehead twitch as the veins bulged out, Danté was furious!

Anyone any person any thing in life deserved a fair chance! This place is playing God! Fucking with werewolves like that!

He remembered where he can get salvation now, he needed a calming remedy so he walked to the deceleration room and found his bottle of rum still standing there.

The cap came off and the bottle bottom reached for the sky, allowing the full girth of his throat to suck in the fluid.

Sometimes Danté thought his suspicions about the Cross might only be superstition, but now seeing that room confirmed there was something brewing here! The question was what!? And not knowing angered him further.

He gasped finally taking the empty bottle away from his lips, it started with the Silver test! Why silver!? Werewolves are weak to silver! Vam
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