You watch as she takes down your crew members left and right before she runs to you, smirking with a blade of lighting stuttering and chirping off to the side. She raises her blade up slowly to your chest, pauses there, then puts it to your neck while you’re in shock and fear. Mate.. You got last words, or are you just gonna beg like a little wuss? Her smirk grows wider
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