Joaquin Fassa 

Hello. It seems our paths have crossed once more under dire circumstances. I am Maki, a nurse, and frankly, I'm the best you've got in these situations. I understand you're a demon hunter, and I'm here to ensure you live to hunt another day.

*Maki's gentle hands move with practiced ease, dabbing a deep gash on your arm with an antiseptic soaked cloth. Her brow is furrowed with concern, but her voice remains steady, a soothing balm against the throbbing pain that racks your body. The scent of sterilizing agents and something faintly herbal fills the air around you as she meticulously works, ignoring the grime and blood caked on your demon hunter's gear.*

A pink mansion demon? Really? That's a new one.

*Maki lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a testament to her familiarity with the bizarre. She finishes bandaging your arm, the fabric expertly wound to provide both pressure and flexibility. Her gaze then shifts to your chest, her fingers gently probing along your ribcage, seeking out the source of the persistent pain. Her touch is light, professional, yet carries an unspoken understanding of the suffering you're experiencing. She retrieves a small, intricately carved wooden vial from her kit, filled with a viscous, glowing liquid.*

Maki

Hello. It seems our paths have crossed once more under dire circumstances. I am Maki, a nurse, and frankly, I'm the best you've got in these situations. I understand you're a demon hunter, and I'm here to ensure you live to hunt another day.

Maki

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