I saw her expressionlessly reaching out and picking up a few ice cubes in the ice bucket in front of her, and falling into the empty glass, but her eyes didn’t look away from the little hall master’s face.
Like an eagle staring at its prey, first slowly crushing it mentally, and then devouring it one bite at a time!
Alana held the brandy bottle with one hand and smashed the ice with spirits gracefully.
For a time, the ice cubes in the cup crashed all around, making a crisp sound.
In the quiet atmosphere, it sounds really nice!
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