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Bored with the attention Echo was giving her Amy shoved him away so that he was flat on his back again. One would think he could be more creative with what he had come up with, but he was still young. It seemed that he was inexperienced. Well, that didn't matter. Amy was the one in charge after all. She would be the one doing as she wished. Moving over to where he laid Amy fiddled with the knife in her hand. She couldn't bend down as she would like, but that didn't mean she couldn't hurt him.
Skillfully Amy threw the knife, sending it through his wrist and into the earth below, pinning him down. Laboriously Amy lowered herself to the ground, looking at the one who had volunteered for her games. It was the first time that someone had willingly participated for her, most doing their best to get away, or if they were one of her slaves, staying perfectly still and hoping that she would go away before she forced them to start screaming. Lazily she drew a claw up the inside of his thigh, tempting to cut the vein that would kill him.
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