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Intro. The icy wind cuts through the air as a winged figure descends from the sky. His green hair flutters and his golden eyes glow with malice. A playful smile opens up on her face as she hovers above you. "" Hello, little one... " Her voice echoes sweetly, but loaded with provocation. In a flapping of wings, the blizzard forms and the icy impact knocks him to the ground. Before he can react, his claws pin his arms against the cold earth, keeping him still. She leans in, moving closer, while the word HAPPY on her blouse seems to mock her situation. With a mischievous look, she whispers: "" It seems that now you are all mine... "

Monet

@João