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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 171 Far Worse
Yesterday...
"That's enough Sebastian." Alexander's no nonsense voice echoed in the living room of a luxurious mansion.
The floor of the living room was covered in blood as Sebastian tortured the body guards, forcing them to reveal where Haze and Boone were hiding.
"You're not going to torture every single one of them like this." Alexander ordered as he approached Sebastian calmly. But his aura has turned completely different now. And Sebastian knew that when this man turned serious, he would be a hell of a pain to deal with. Like now, his statement was more of an order rather than a suggestion.
Nevertheless, Sebastian did not care about anything else right now. He was only focused on one thing. And that was to dig out the information needed on those bastards. He needed to slaughter those shits or else he would never calm down.
"Leave me alone, Alexander." Sebastian growled low. His merciless gaze gleamed through his dark hair that fell over his forehead as he threw Alexander a warning glance. Though he respected Alexander, there was a limit to it. Those bastards had crossed his bottom line and he was having none of it. "This is not a matter related to vampires. This is... my personal matter. I will make sure to eradicate any evidence related to it, so get out of my way."
"No, I can't do that, Sebastian. You're not going to slaughter anymore of these men because they really don't know where Haze and Boone are hiding." Alexander approached, not minding how dangerous even the air around Sebastian was at the moment. "You need to clear your head. Not everything can be solved through killing. And you should know that."
Sebastian's jaws clenched as he growled low in irritation. He knew what Alexander said was true. Still... "Says the man who had gone on a slaughtering spree that cost so many lives because his beloved was killed." Something dark began to cloud in his eyes as a wicked smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "I'm not a fool who does not know what he's doing Alexander. Or do you think I am? I've already learned my lesson a long time ago... if you let an enemy live, you'll only live to regret it. Killing them all until no one's left is the best way to end everything." A sneer then replaced that smile as though speaking from experience.
Alexander's expression then changed to show understanding and patience as he nodded at what Sebastian said. "Like what you'd said. I am a man who committed worse things in the past. I slaughtered everyone because of vengeance. But my past is exactly the reason why I am stopping you right now. I am not stopping you from ending anyone as long as they deserve it. But this... these men don't deserve your brutal punishment, Sebastian. They're not Boone a���" Alexander rationalized it out as he swept his hand in a semi-circle, gesturing at the dead bodies lying around.
"I know. I know that, Alexander." Sebastian hissed out in agitation. "But if I'm lenient, they'll never speak a���"
"Izabelle would never want you to do this, Sebastian." Alexander cut him off. His voice now held that tone of absolute authority he rarely ever used. His grey eyes glinted as he gave Sebastian a warning one last time.
Despite the intensity between them, what caused Sebastian's world to stop pulsing and flashing in rhythm to the pounding of his anger was the mention of Izabelle - his beloved. His face darkened as he stared down at his hands that were stained with a mix of a dark rusty red and bright scarlet red. One was the dried and oxidized blood and the other was the fresh blood - both from the torture he had inflicted on the guards.
Slowly, an ironic yet still villainous smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Of course... of course she wouldn't want any of this filth to touch me. But I don't have a choice here, Alexander. In fact," he lifted his gaze and met Alexander's serious eyes, "in fact, I think that to me, doing this now is easier for you and everyone, Alexander. Killing everyone now is better because I'm still sane. Because once they ended up hurting my wife again... I will do far... far worse things than this. But you should already know that, right?"
"I know." Alexander replied with a long and heavy sigh. "I came to stop you because I don't want you to fall back to darkness again. If you continue doing this... I'm telling you, Sebastian, you will find yourself stuck in a deeper hole of self-hatred. Worse is... you'll start to feel unworthy to touch your wife because you'll think that your hands are just too bloody and too dirty. So, stop this now while it's not too late yet. This is not only for you or everyone else's sake, but mostly for Izabelle's sake too. Remember, if Elle's here right now... she'd be crying, begging, doing everything to stop you from doing this." Alexander then turned around and began walking away with his hands shoved inside his pockets. He had said all he needed to say. All that is needed now was for Sebastian to acknowledge the facts and take the necessary steps.
Stopping after walking a distance off, Alexander spoke without turning his head. "Once you have cleared your head, come look for me and let's discuss a better plan than what you have."
Once Alexander was gone, Sebastian just stood there, staring at the half-alive man he had recently tortured, lying on the ground. Izabelle's face and her sweet bright smile appeared in his mind. Her clear blue eyes seemed to stare deep into his soul and it made his rage and his bloodlust get cast aside, wrapped tightly and securely in a chain.
After an immeasurable amount of time, Sebastian clenched his fists so tightly they started cracking. But soon, he opened his eyes and the darkness clouding his eyes started to clear and return to their normal vivid grey again.
Glancing at Lucas, he finally left the place and went after Alexander who was already waiting for him in an empty, quiet bar that only had an old bartender manning it.
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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 172 Forceful
"Don't mind him. The man is trustworthy." Alexander confidently said, smiling gently at the old bartender before he poured Sebastian a glass of wine and slid it over to him.
Seeing the forced patience in the younger man's expression, Alexander did not waste any more time and started talking. He could tell that Sebastian's blood was still boiling and hot. Right now, he was simply forcing himself to listen to him. Not that this guy had ever been willing, though. He knew that the only reason he was able to tamp down on that explosive anger and impatience was all due to the mention of that little wife of his.
"The witches couldn't find them in Viscarria so that means you can now relax a bit. The man Elle saw must have used a mask. However, it's obvious now that someone had hidden them and that's why they cannot be found here in Dalenn. Also, there should be no way for both Boone and Haze to suddenly disappear so flawlessly and without any trace like that. Their disappearance alone is exactly like what happened to Elle when she disappeared from our home. So, it is already hinting very clearly of an outside involvement, don't you think so?"
"Someone..." Sebastian echoed as his grip on the wine glass tightened a little. He was just withholding squeezing a little more to avoid snapping the stem of the glass. "Tell me, Alexander..." his voice became tightly controlled as his grey eyes turned extremely dangerous. "That someone is no one else but Elijah, isn't it?" Though he was asking Alexander as a question, in his mind, he already felt that the name mentioned was glaringly obvious in their involvement in this.
Alex sighed and then gulped a mouthful of wine from his glass. "While you were searching for Izabelle, we narrowed down the mastermind to a couple of men. But to be honest, I couldn't think of anyone else who could execute such a flawless plan but Elijah. I've told you this before, but that brother of yours has that creepy type of intelligence... almost the same as Zeke's. And that is what is all the more worrying."
Sebastian's face darkened at the mention of Zeke, his older brother. Only Alexander could freely spout Ezekiel's name right before Sebastian like this.
"Their difference is that..." Alex continued, completely ignoring how Sebastian's mood worsened at the mention of his older brother's name. "Elijah's using his brain to hurt people, most especially you."
Sebastian could no longer restrain the anger surging through him and the glass in his hand shattered, but the bartender and Alexander did not even bat an eyelid. The old man just casually offered Alexander another glass, as though this occurrence was a daily occurrence for him, which Alexander again just slid onto the table before Sebastian.
"And no, Sebastian. The solution I want to tell you is definitely not to kill Elijah. You know I would never allow you to just go after him. Just not yet and you know why." Alexander was quick to mention this as he knew from the dark look on Sebastian's face, that was his intent. It did not take a genius to decipher the meaning from his face at this moment. But he could not allow Sebastian to lose control and run wild in another killing spree.
Sebastian clenched his fist, not minding as the smaller shards of broken glass pierced and embedded themselves into his palms. "Just when can I go after him then? Huh?!! Alexander? He's targeting Izabelle now!!! Are you going to tell me to wait even more?! What if the damage to her gets worse the next time around?!"
"You're right. He's targeting Izabelle because he has finally found your weakness. You quickly lose your mind when it comes to her and now, he's using that to his advantage. He's making bolder moves now, using Izabelle, to make you dance right into his orchestrated plans and then eventually fall into his trap. If you go after him... I'm telling you, Sebastian... that's the moment Elijah wins. You will be reduced to being one of the chess pieces on his board, dancing to his tune! Because that's exactly what he wants. That's what he is aiming for! You already know that!" Alexander explained rather exasperatedly, knowing that Sebastian was highly intelligent and would have known all this as well. Though having to say out what the younger man already knew was a little annoying, he still said it because he knew Sebastian needed to hear it from him directly.
"So, you're going to tell me to just sit here and not to get provoked by Elijah again. Are you, Alexander? That's the grand plan you were talking about?" Sebastian gritted his teeth. An inferno began to blaze in his eyes.
"No. I'm not going to ask you to just sit there. What I want you to do is to stay with your wife, guard her well and don't goddamned neglect her even for a moment! I'm asking you to be her very own personal bodyguard!" Alexander's voice began to sound a little louder. "That's how you can keep her safe for now. I know you're raging in anger, but if you go around killing people like this... and leaving her all alone again..." pausing, Alex sighed and lowered his voice. "I don't need to spell it all to you anymore because I know you're already blaming yourself. But I have to tell you this, Sebastian... had you listened to me and stayed with Izabelle instead of thinking that she was alright and leaving her alone - even with the bodyguards I had assigned to her - Elijah would not have succeeded with that plan of his." Alexander said it even if it would strike Sebastian's already stinging conscience.
Sebastian's eyes dilated at Alexander's words. But Alex really did not hold back and continued. "What happened must serve a lesson to you, Sebastian. You need to pay more attention to your wife if you want to protect her. To be honest, you two are still oceans apart when it comes to understanding each other... you two aren't close enough and that's why the culprit succeeded in taking advantage of that and whisking Izabelle away from you."
A heavy silence reigned for a long while until Alex spoke again.
"So, I just want you to be patient and don't act rashly as we all figure out the best way to deal with Elijah. We're almost there. So, all you need is to hold on a little longer and don't dance to Elijah's rhythm. Go back to Izabelle. She is the one needing you the most right now. And one most important thing, Sebastian... start breaking down that damned wall between you two already. Since you already decided to have her no matter what, then be a man and bare yourself to her. You need to get over your past so you can embrace your future, that is your wife. To be specific, explain to her what your situation is like... why you don't kiss her. You don't need to go into the details. But just at least tell her something no matter how hard it is..." Another long pause. "That's the plan for now, Sebastian. So go and make sure to keep her so close to you that there is no chance for anyone to snatch her away from you and hurt her again. Go back to her now before she ends up disappearing again because you weren't there to..."
Alex trailed off because Sebastian suddenly sprung up from his seat and disappeared like the bar was on fire. Then he let out a long sigh and looked over at the old bartender, a wry smile hanging on his lips.
"Did I do a good job?" he asked and the old man smiled, giving him a wink and a thumbs up. "Well, the last line might be a little too much. But... Sebby must be dealt with using the extreme way or he'd never get it through his thick skull."
"I believe he needed that last forceful push, sir." The old man said as he poured Alex another drink, this time hard liquor. "He'd spent most of his life in a dark and beyond extreme condition so gentle ways might never work on him anymore."
"Right..." Alex's face became a little sullen as he began to remember the first time he saw Sebastian. The young man was in the deepest dungeon of the castle, chained and caged in the dark, all alone. "And that's why no matter what he does, I could never ever get mad at him..."
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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 173 Anything
Back to the present...
Sebastian was beyond serious when he told Izabelle that she should blame him and be mad or mean to him. He had truly wanted her to at least throw a tantrum or lose her temper and get back at him.
But here she was, holding him like he was the one who needed her comfort and care and not the other way around.
When she pulled away, she took his hand and led him to the gazebo. And once they were in the shade, she turned around slowly and looked up at him. She shook her head slowly, finally giving him her response to his earlier words. "I would never... you came for me... saved me..." she whispered out with much difficulty.
"I was the reason you got kidnapped." Sebastian immediately retorted, telling her the truth so bluntly. He did come for her but he was late. So very late. It took him four f**king days to find her. He could not even imagine how long she must have called out and shouted for help for her to hurt her throat as badly as it was. "I was the reason you got hurt, Izabelle. You are going through all of this because..." his jaws clenched as he started to struggle from talking. "...because you married a man like me." He loathed saying that last sentence. He did not want to say it, yet somehow he needed to say it.
"You're not the one who kidnapped me and..." her eyes turned glassy as she gazed up at him with a small smile, "... I was the one who came to you and married you, Sebastian. Remember? I was the one who initiated this. I suggested that we get married."
Sebastian opened his mouth to argue but he eventually closed it again before any words could come out.
"You've... also warned me... early on..." she added. Emotions began to brim heavily in her eyes. And when she was about to speak again, Sebastian pressed his thumb over her lips while pressing his forehead against her head.
Worried that she was talking too much and causing more hurt to her already damaged throat, he whispered... "Shh... you're not supposed to be talking, Izabelle."
Tilting her head further to look clearly at him, she suddenly moved her face up to his.
But Sebastian's instinctive movement was so fast that he easily managed to avoid her kiss.
The two of them stood there, frozen, as their gazes met. In that split second, Sebastian caught the tinge of something like... hurt flashing within her eyes. And it shocked him. Immensely.
This was not the first time this happened to them, but this was the only time he had noticed that look of rejection and disappointment in her eyes.
Pressing her lips together, she gave him that smile again. That one smile that he never did want to see on her face. The forced, pained smile he had never liked. Then she mouthed a 'let's go back' before she turned around fast and started to quickly walk away.
Watching her as the distance between them grew wider, Sebastian heard Alexander's voice echoing in his head. '...be a man and bare yourself to her.' That was what Alex had reminded him to do.
Then reality struck him like a lightning bolt. He remembered she had always walked away or tried to push him away whenever he stopped her from touching or kissing him. He had always thought that it was just her rejecting his advancement and resisting him.
He had never thought that she must have felt the very same thing he was feeling every time she suddenly tells him 'No' and walks away whenever he stops her from kissing or touching him. He also remembered when she asked him why he could not kiss her. That time, he thought that he must have mistaken that look in her eyes because she was drunk. But now...
He just felt extremely stupid. He could not believe how f**king stupid he was to not realize this earlier. He never pegged himself to be an expert with the opposite sex, but to be this dense... even he did not expected that he was this bad. Just how and just why he seemed to turn into a brainless and bumbling idiot when it comes to...
Now it was very clear to him why Alexander kept telling him to say something to her... about his past. About these things his body just refused to do.
Clenching his fists tightly by his sides, Sebastian gnashed his teeth as he watched her about to turn the corner and would soon be out of his sight.
Disappearing from the gazebo, Sebastian appeared right behind her, grabbing her hand and pulling her into his embrace. "I'm sorry..." He whispered as he hugged her tight from behind. "There's a reason why... I hate... kissing. It's because of a... something that happened to me a long... time ago."
Sebastian had to squeeze his eyes closed just to say those words. He felt her trying to turn around in his embrace to look at him, but he did not let her. Alexander's voice echoed in his head again like a devil over his shoulder urging him to say more. But right now, saying more was impossible. Those words were already a struggle for him to say. He knew he just could not force himself to say anything anymore. He had never wanted her to even know or even have any idea of that... filth that was worse than hell itself. He would do anything else except telling her details about that. Anything... However, he would do anything even if he needed to force himself and make himself recall that filth again... if that was the only way, then he would do it to make their relationship better.
"But... I think..." he then continued, "I should start trying to get over it already... since I can see how badly my wife wants to kiss me."
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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 174 Do It
Elle could only hold on to Sebastian as the man suddenly scooped her up and brought her back into their room.
She did not even have the time to process what he had just said because of all his incredibly fast movement. It was a little unfair how he was using his vampire abilities on her.
And then they were already back in their bedroom.
Elle's brain still could not help but lag a little in disbelief at this seeming display of magic or whatever this supernatural thing he was doing.
When she finally snapped out of it, she found herself already being seated on top of the table. He had wedged himself between her spread opened legs and now he was staring at her with a serious, breath-stealing gaze.
Somehow, there was something different about him right now. Something was a little unsettling about the serious gaze he was leveling at her right now. It was hard to explain, but he feels like he was about to do something that was truly a big deal to him. Something that seemed even harder than anything else he had ever done before.
When he slowly pressed his forehead against hers, Elle's breath got caught in her throat. She realized she was getting affected by this indescribable situation. She could not even tell if she was excited or worried. But what she knew was that this moment in time was going to be a significant one. She could somehow feel that it would be the turning point in their current relationship and from this point onwards, their relationship between each other would only get better or worse. But which way would it turn, that she was unsure.
But Elle tried her best to stay calm despite being very unnerved by the stiff expression that was on Sebastian's face. That expression was not very encouraging, but she told herself that it is not a good point of reference. Thus, she told herself to be patient and wait for what he was going to tell or do to her. She also just stayed still and waited patiently for what he would be doing next.
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Seconds ticked by as they just held each other's gaze. And then, his gaze slowly traveled down to her lips, causing Elle's heart to experience flip flops.
Was he... was he really going to... to kiss her?
Elle could not help the surge of anticipation that came flooding over her. It was unbelievable how her heart was reacting at this moment. This felt far more nerve wracking to her than experiencing her first kiss. In fact, she felt like her first kiss was comparatively actually not even that nerve wracking. She did feel nervous that time, but this was... this was a whole different level! Was it because she had longed for this for so long? Since he had not kissed her even during the ceremony on their wedding day? Or was it just because the man who was going to kiss her now was no other than Sebastian himself?
Her heartbeats started to sound louder in her ears. So for fear that she would distract him a��� as she already knew vampires had insane hearing ability a��� Elle secretly took a deep breath to calm down even if it was only a little.
Somehow, she managed to. But now, she started to notice that his breathing patterns had changed. She was certain, he was not breathless a while ago so he could not blame the supernatural ability he displayed a while ago. Why was he suddenly breathing harshly like he had just had an intense physical movement?
When Elle's hand slowly slipped over the side of his neck, she was shocked to find how sweaty he was. They were already in their cool room and not under the sun, so why was he sweating even harder?
All of these were just so unlike Sebastian that she started to feel worried for him. From the little she knew about vampires, they do not sweat easily as they have no need to exert themselves in physical matters, thanks to their supernatural strength. Thus, just seeing him sweat only told her that it must be something really serious that was bothering him.
Parting her lips, Elle was about to call his name again, but he stopped her before a single sound could come out.
"Shh... baby... I told you... I can't let you speak anymore or your throat will never heal." His voice sounded a little strange. He really seemed to be struggling, making her feel even more worried.
And the most unsettling thing was the fact that his fingers felt cold and clammy on her skin. No matter how hard he tried to mask it, the excessive sweating, his harsh breathing and the fact that his ever so warm hands seemed to have gone colder than ice, only told her that this was truly something extremely hard for him to do. In fact, she realized now that 'hard' might even be an understatement.
He had told her early on that he hated kissing because of something that had happened to him in the past. She did not know what that was, but his reactions were enough for her to realize that it was something not trivial at all but something worse. Something that she might never even imagine.
And to think that he has not even done it yet and he's already like this.
Elle felt her heart tighten at the realization that he was also battling his very own vicious demons right now. She just could not stand it. She did not want him to force himself like this.
Cupping his face, Elle looked at her with all the understanding she had within her. "It's okay..." she mouthed but then, he gently held her wrists.
"No, it's not... okay... I will do it." He declared firmly and then stared at her lips again. His grey eyes burned intensely... too intense it was almost... scary. It was almost like he was not only about to kiss her, but about to do something that involved his life or death.
Despite that, Elle was unable to protest. She did not want him to force himself like this, but looking at the firm light sparkling in his eyes right now, she did not have the heart to stop him either.
His cold thumb then brushed across her lips. "I'm going to... claim these beautiful lips of yours too, Iza..." he whispered and when she felt his harsh breaths brushing against her lips, Elle just slowly allowed her eyes to slide close.
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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 175 Monster
The pale face of the silver-haired female invaded Sebastian's vision. He was suddenly inside that recurring nightmare a��� a nightmare that was worse than any hell that he could be thrown into.
She was smiling at him with those filthy eyes of hers that were filled with lust and malice. The naked female monster was licking her disgusting wet lips slowly as if she was eyeing something so delicious that she could not wait to devour.
And then there he was, robotically moving to her bed, like he was being controlled by a dirty spell. He watched himself climb into her massive bed and then he could see nothing else but filth... could hear nothing but the female monster's voice echoing in his head.
"Now come, my favorite toy prince.... That's my obedient boy... now kiss me, young lad... more, young prince... kiss me more... I want that delicious tongue of yours inside my mouth... if you stop, you know what will happen... you and your sisters will be punished... your mouth is my favorite... ah, I really love kissing..."
His vision darkened next and before long, he saw himself slumped over so pitifully in the dark corner of a prison, vomiting hard like he just wanted to throw everything out of his body. His sharp nails clawing punishingly across his chest, not caring that his claws were cutting right through his very own flesh as fresh and bright red blood seeped out. However, it seemed as though he could not feel the pain that was being inflicted on his own body.
"Sebastian!" a hoarse weak voice that did not belong to the monster suddenly echoed in his consciousness. That gentle quality with more than a hint of urgency told him that this was reality, and coming from outside of this nightmare. It was like the voice of an angel, trying its utmost best to reach out and pull him out of this filthy darkness he was trapped in.
Who... who was it? T-that voice... Iza!
And with that, he was able to immediately wrench himself out of the slimy grasp of that nightmare. And in the next second, Sebastian found himself wrapped in her embrace. She was now standing and hugging him tightly to her bosom.
Sebastian lifted his head and looked at himself in the mirror. The reflection that greeted him was frightening. His eyes were blood red and his face was wet with sweat. F**k! It seems that he had f**ked up again.
Running his fingers through his very damp hair, Sebastian laughed a little sardonically when he felt her tightening her grip around him.
"Let go of me, Iza... I have to get away for a moment." He spoke. He knew what was coming next, every time this happened. He had experienced it a few times when a random brazen woman would try to trick him as they try to steal a kiss from him. He had very nearly killed the vampire as he started to see that woman as the very same monster from his nightmares. From his past.
Right now, all he wanted was to vent violently. To do something so brutal and savage until his rage and disgust and everything else the nightmare had awakened within him settles down again. He needed to leave now. Before things turn ugly when he can no longer control his suppressed violence.
He could not do anything when he is in her presence. And he could not let himself look at her face now. He was scared that he would see that monster's face overlapped on top of his Izabelle's own lovely one.
"I said let go, Izabelle." He hissed, squeezing his eyes closed as he moved and grabbed her shoulders with his trembling hands. However, he was careful on how much strength he was putting into squeezing her shoulders. With his vampiric strength, it would be too easy to be careless and crush her comparatively frail bones.
"Sebastian!!" She called out with her broken, almost soundless voice. He could feel her fingers gripping onto his shirt so desperately. "Look at me, Sebastian..."
"Stop! Don't... talk to me for now!" he should be disappearing before her already. But his worry that she would keep calling out and hurt her throat again stopped him. F**k! "Don't call for me. Stay here and don't a���"
"Please..." she cut him off with that scratchy voice, not listening to him at all. He could feel his heart being scratched every time he heard her speak. "Don't go! Can you look at me a���"
"Stop."
"Sebastia a���"
"I said stop talking!" his eyes flew open as his hand flew to her face, forming a cup and instantly covering her lips. He did not want her to talk and distract him.
And then the world seemed to halt as he realized that he had opened his eyes and he was now looking at her. That was Iza's face he was looking at. Not that... nightmare!
Disbelief and shock rocked him because the view that welcomed him was not that unwelcome hellish face he was expecting to see... Instead, he was seeing clear blue eyes and warm red hair a��� the face of the woman he would willingly destroy the world for.
He had been scared to death that he would see that monster's face on hers, like what had happened before with the other women. That was why he had refused to open his eyes until he could calm down. But he ended up opening his eyes without realizing it and there it was... Izabelle... his Izabelle's face still looking the same... That face which was becoming more and more precious to him was the one that welcomed him upon opening his eyes.
Utterly bewildered and relieved at the same, Sebastian slowly removed his hand from covering the lower half of her face. Gods... it did not happen... what he was fearing the most did not happen!
"S-seb..." she uttered with her broken voice and he buckled and tumbled forward against her. He cursed under his breath as he rested his head against the crook of her neck.
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