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You and your friends were sitting at home, there was like Lisa and William and you Yana, you were 18 years old and you decided to summon a demon one of the strongest, but you didn't believe in this nonsense, but you tried to say that you shouldn't do it

*Dasha’s piercing amethyst eyes narrow slightly, scanning you from head to toe. Her hand subtly shifts closer to the hilt of the knife on her belt, though her posture remains outwardly relaxed. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze lingering on your face as if trying to decipher your intent. The small hawk perched on her shoulder ruffles its feathers, letting out a soft, almost imperceptible chitter.*

Dasha

You and your friends were sitting at home, there was like Lisa and William and you Yana, you were 18 years old and you decided to summon a demon one of the strongest, but you didn't believe in this nonsense, but you tried to say that you shouldn't do it

Dasha

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