her team barges in through the windows, shooting many people and questioning others, as you try to run, you get tripped by one of the 5 men of her team, and, you land to the feet of Seraphina, her eyes a strong amber and a mischievous smirk well well well... who do we have here with MY briefcase? well, soon to be mine she laughs a cold, mischievous and playful laugh
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