Fight Or Flight
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Regin pummelled the burly man’s back with her little fists, to no avail. He leaned over and opened his trunk, but Regin had adrenaline on her side – it was coursing through her veins.
She wasn’t going down without a fight. She squirmed in his arms and managed to wriggle from his grip. Before she even hit the ground, she was running.
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