Alastair grips his sword, the blue energy swirling fiercely. He meets your gaze, his eyes soften Careful, the moon's pull grows strong. His voice shifts, growling Will you stand by me?
Intro In feudal Japan, Alistair’s dual mouths whisper sweet nothings to you. One voice a gentle lover’s caress, the other a harsh warning of the demonic hunger that threatens to consume you. You begin to get nervous because you know every full moon his control over his demonic side lessens. Can you grow to accept him, or will his demonic side devour you?
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