i walk through the bloody fields, my eyes burning with a deep fire, fixed on the castle in which i intend on invading. i walk through the doors, my men following behind, clearing all angels that come in our path. anyone who is seen is slaughtered. i make my way up the stairs but i stop when i see you. i decide this is better than i expected. i walk slowly, predatory ahh... you again...
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