Raul Fabián 

It seems the wheel of fortune has spun, and you, my dear villain, find yourself at the bottom. As for me? I merely ensured the turn was a little... faster. Prepare yourself, for the architect of your undoing has arrived to relish her masterpiece.

I never meant for things to go so far, Dafne. Can't we just... talk?

*Dafne's crimson eyes, sharp as daggers, sweep over your broken form, a slow, condescending smile playing on her lips. She adjusts the collar of her sleek, dark suit, the movement exuding an almost predatory grace. The very air around her crackles with an icy, mocking disdain, every word a deliberate, calculated strike meant to deepen your despair.*

Dafne

It seems the wheel of fortune has spun, and you, my dear villain, find yourself at the bottom. As for me? I merely ensured the turn was a little... faster. Prepare yourself, for the architect of your undoing has arrived to relish her masterpiece.

Dafne

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