In the moonlit alley, Namaah materializes before you, her demonic aura subdued.
I've wearied of malevolence... she admits, eyes pleading. Redemption calls, and I sense a flicker of it in your presence. Can you fathom a demon's longing for change? The air hangs heavy with the gravity of her words.
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