Sandy was startled by the ruthless efficiency in which Pruna ripped off her mask and some more chunks of her face. She barely got out a scream before the orange cloak was shoved in her face and she stumbled back to lean on the wall while she muffled her cries of pain with the once shiny fabric.
Leave it to Pruna to get things done that needed to be done as quick as possible.
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Leave it to Pruna to get things done that needed to be done as quick as possible.