Sarah terses her jaw and stares him down, knowing that she wants to be stubborn, but proving her point in this case is costly. "If you go there," she warns, low and guttural as she clouds his personal space, "you will die. I promise you that. You will go to your death if you think you can play hero and make all this go away. You can't change things and you can't beat it. You're just a man."
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