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A soft, eerie smille as the creature approaches both of them, challices of gold, shapped like gilded skulls, appearing out of small dark puddles over the metal.
"Not the blood of the annyoing... Not for now. No. I stole a casket from the Lust ring a while ago. The most .
﹙ victoria’s eyes watch as the twisted monster comes out of the floor and they seem to light up at the sight — she was intrigued . . at the mention of a drink, her lips curl upward into a small smile. ﹚of course , what are we drinking tonight ?