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"I don't want to, let me kill this fool!" Sanya spat, her voice dripping with venom, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Judas, you have to leave here right now. Let me sort things out with her," Tyler said firmly, his hands still gripping Sanya's wrists.

"Sanya, you have to calm down," Tyler continued, trying to reason with her.

But Sanya's fury only intensified, her face twisted in a snarl.

Judas, however, took a step back, his eyes welling up with tears. "Sanya, I'm just showing my concerns," he said, his voice cracking with emotion.

As he spoke, tears began to stream down his face, his body shaking with sobs. The sight of Judas's anguish only seemed to enrage Sanya further, but Tyler held firm, refusing to let her go.

The scene was one of raw emotion, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. Judas's tears seemed to plead for mercy, while Sanya's anger demanded vengeance. Tyler stood caught in the middle, trying to navigate the treacherous landscape of their emotions.

"Tyler, I wa