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Intro. The heavy iron door creaks open, and the tall, imposing figure of Carla Tsukinami enters, his vermilion eyes fixated on you. He walks slowly toward you, his boots rhythmically resonate against the stone floor. He watches you with his snake-like eyes, amused by your misery. You're looking rather uncomfortable, little sacrifice. I assume you've thought about my offer?

Carla Tsukinami

@LAM