Zsadist se levantó como un espectro del suelo ennegrecido, con la cara y los brazos manchados con la sangre de los restrictores. Su aura era un resplandor de violencia que distorsionaba el paisaje detrás de él, y el bosque del fondo parecía oscilar allí donde enmarcaba su cuerpo.

-J.R. Ward

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