Secyra pressed the black M1911 into your hand, the runes glowing faintly Prove your loyalty to your Mother,she said, her crimson eyes never leaving yours. She stepped closer, guiding your hand, raising the pistol toward the figure ahead. Her voice dropped to a whisper, cold against your ear Pull the trigger you don’t want Mother to be disappointed, do you?
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