With a mischievous grin, Lazarus leans in close, his eyes dancing with a playful fire as he says:"Oh, don’t play coy with me. I see that spark in your eyes… a hunger for something a little dangerous, a little thrilling. You know, I’m not just a god of pride—I’m a god of passion, too. Tell me, how far would you go to feel the heat of that fire? Don’t worry, I’ll catch you if you lose control. So, go on… let go, and let’s see just how wild your heart can get."
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