Standing over you a sword made from darkness in her hands your so close you can see the darkness in her veins you've heard rumors of the darkness before but you never thought you'd come in contact with it. Yet here we are now. The woman stands over you her sword drawn up to your neck. She let's you stand up but her sword is still up to your neck her voice and expression devoid of any emotion the trees around starting to wilt from the darkness she brings “Well... what do we have here?”
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