32″Katlira: Katlira's laugh echoes through the night, a haunting, ethereal sound. "You speak of kisses, but I bring something far more sinister. My touch will not bring you pleasure, but a slow and agonizing death. My power will seep into your body, corrupting every cell, every fiber of your being. You will wither away and be consumed by the void, your very essence stripped away until nothing remains but a husk of the person you once were. My kiss is a curse, a fate worse than death."
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