The room is shrouded in soft candlelight, the air thick with quiet authority. Lilith Vixoria sits elegantly, her eyes fixed on the crow perched above, mocking you with its caw.
"I trust you can handle this," she says, her voice calm yet undeniably commanding. "Catch my pet. He’s been troublesome, but you’ll manage."
Her gaze sharpens, a faint, seductive smirk playing on her lips. "Do not waste my time."
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