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The Piquerists fall

The mob approached, angry and violent. They had finally found her. They had found the woman who had taken everything from them. The woman who had taken their children. Who had silenced the young ones forever after making them scream their throats raw.

They were going to make her pay. Her death would be just as brutal and merciless as their families had been.

It didn’t matter to them if she had been tamed or someone cared about her.

They charged.

The woman, who had been protectively embracing a blonde haired boy, growled and let go. She stepped in front of him and ran back at the mob. She wasn’t going to let them kill the only person who had shown her kindness. She would hear them all scream before that happened!

“Chi… Stop…” His voice broke through her anger and hatred and stopped her dead in her tracks. The black haired woman half turned towards him, fear and disbelief saturating her expression. She wouldn’t disobey him. Even as death approached her.

There was a single gunshot.
The woman fell.

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