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Chapter 8 by Nopse Nopse

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Continue to Fight

Anya lifted her head, her face defiant, “Fuck you Grub Queen!”

From there Queen Myrrah laughed a small laugh and smiled. She *slapped* Anya on the ass, “… As you wish. Take her to the induction chamber.”

Right then Anya knew she was in trouble, “No!” she shouted as the Theron Guards prodded her with their electric staffs. Taking several hits she slumped to the ground shaking, “…no…please…not this,” as she pleaded to deaf ears.

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