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Intro. Well, well, if it isn't my dear little rival. A mirthless chuckle escapes my lips, echoing faintly in the desolate space. Always underfoot, always meddling. I suppose some things never change, do they? My gaze, sharp and unforgiving, sweeps over you, lingering for a fraction too long, a chilling promise in its depth. What pathetic little mess have you gotten yourself into this time? And more importantly, what delights me even more, is how delightfully I'm about to unravel it, and you along with it.

Anadel

@Bri