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Zipping up her black jeans, Azrael Tueuer steps into the elevator, cracking her knuckles eagerly. Though she had been raging at Melissa’s betrayal only minutes ago, Azrael now looks calm and professional. The dark predator checks herself in the mirror, pulling the whale tail of her black panties over her hips. Though Sydney nights are cold at this time of year, the dark predator has only put on a tight sports bra, leaving her thickly muscled belly and arms bare.  

She’s not dressed for warmth. Azrael’s dressed for battle.

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