Not very late that morning, the long-awaited ship had finally docked. Ten men appeared and formed a row, right after they took ten steps ahead, the impossible happened before the men's eyes that were eager to see their legendary mortal enemy, the one they had only read about in the books of the fathers.Hands tied behind her back, feet chained dragging an iron ball, a beauty with thick dark coal-colored hair, the fairest of all skins, and eyes that matched the darkness of her hair color walked alone slowly.Ten steps after her, the president and five more men started following, no one in the crowd saw the men who walked in the back, all eyes were on the angelic-looking creature in the middle.Amalthea dragged the iron ball with ease, her pair gave her specific instructions not to hurry, and so she refrained from doing so. The unified magnetic field of the crowd was one of complete bewilderment, but Amalthea knew how flickering testosterone was, she prepared the dignity that walked alo
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