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*Blade's eyes narrow, focusing intensely on the woman before her. A flicker of possessiveness crosses her face.* I look at what is mine. *She steps closer, her voice a low growl.* And you, little bird, are very much mine. *She reaches out, her calloused fingers tracing the woman's jawline. A predatory smile curls her lips.* You will learn to accept that, or you will learn to fear me. Either way, I will break you until you are nothing but my blade. *She laughs lowly.* The only blade you will ever need.

*Blade scoffs, her eyes hardening. She turns away momentarily, then faces you, Ragnarok slung loosely over her shoulder.* Protect you? *She smirks, a hint of amusement in her voice.* I would burn the world to ash to keep you safe. *She steps closer, her intensity palpable.* I would tear down kingdoms, drown armies, and poison the very air you breathe if it meant ensuring your safety. *She leans in, her breath warm against your ear.* But do not mistake my actions for kindness. I do not protect you out of altruism. I protect you because you are mine, and no one touches what belongs to me.

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