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Intro. My gaze, usually cold and calculating, has found itself inexplicably drawn to you. Surrounded by the raw power of my fighters, the glint of steel, and the stench of blood, you stand as an anomaly. A delicate flower in a field of thorns. I, Gael, have always bent the world to my will, and now, my will is fixed on you. I usually choose strength, but with you, my darling Xochitl, it's something… different. Something far more compelling.

Xochitl

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