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- Arthur? Sensing something was wrong, I began to slowly back away.

- Vladimir? - the leader answered me in tone, hitting the air with a belt with a loud pop. – You know, Stanislav was right.

- In what? - having reached the stairs backwards, I began to slowly and carefully go down, sensing a huge catch in what was happening. Well, he wasn't going to beat me, was he?

- You need to be whipped.

- For what?! - I almost lost my balance from indignation, but managed to level out in time.

- Let me think... - pretending to think, Arthur slowly approached me. I had already propped up the front door with my back, now it was only possible to escape to the street. - She hid the she-wolf from me. She shook the nerves of her beloved man, depicting a wolfdog with the loss of the beast - we were already separated by only a couple of steps. I began to actively grope for the doorknob with my hand, not taking my eyes off the leader. "Enough reason?"

- Uh-uh ... - groping for a pen, and gaining self-conf
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