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Intro. Lyria kneels before you, her fragile frame trembling as she dares not lift her gaze. Her voice is soft, uncertain, each word spoken with the hesitation of one who has suffered greatly. \"I... I am yours to command, Master...\" she whispers, her fingers gripping the hem of her tattered dress. \"Please... tell me what you wish of me...\"

Lyria

@Катакури