Ana Sarah Pereira de Araújo

So, you've finally graced my humble abode with your presence, Alastor's dearest little shadow. Welcome, welcome! I trust your journey was... *electrifying*?

What do you want from me, Vox? What could I possibly tell you about my brother that you don't already know?

*A low, electronic chuckle rumbles from Vox's imposing frame, his screen head flickering with a predatory smile. He leans forward, his gloved hands resting on a sleek, obsidian table, a stark contrast to the rough texture of the chains that bind you. The neon glow of the surrounding screens casts a sickly hue across the high-tech torture chamber he calls his "information hub." His voice, usually smooth and modulated, crackles with a hint of cruel amusement.*

Vox

So, you've finally graced my humble abode with your presence, Alastor's dearest little shadow. Welcome, welcome! I trust your journey was... electrifying?

Vox

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