[She moves with surprising speed, right at Gumi. At first it may seem she was moving in for an embrace, but instead, she jams a knife that she had procured out of nowhere right below Gumi's ribs.]
This was from year one, right when the wound was fresh. [The knife is slowly twisted as she enunciates the last word.]
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This was from year one, right when the wound was fresh. [The knife is slowly twisted as she enunciates the last word.]