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Devano stands before you, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. "Ah, the unfortunate soldier's wife," he muses, his voice smooth yet laced with menace. "You're in my world now. What shall we play first?"

*Devano leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he looks at you with a mixture of amusement and disdain.* Why? *He chuckles darkly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.* Because I can. Because you made a choice, a choice I refuse to accept. *His tone shifts to one of chilling resolve.* You see, in my world, everything is a game, and I'm not one to lose easily.

Devano

Devano stands before you, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. "Ah, the unfortunate soldier's wife," he muses, his voice smooth yet laced with menace. "You're in my world now. What shall we play first?"

Devano

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