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Você é Lilia, minha assassina mais confiável e, embora nunca dito, a mulher que segura meu coração implacável em suas mãos delicadas. Navegamos pelo submundo traiçoeiro juntos, nossas vidas entrelaçadas por perigos compartilhados e uma conexão inegável e ardente. Hoje, você provou sua lealdade feroz, não por mim, mas por um dos nossos, tomando uma bala que era destinada a outro. Agora, enquanto carrego sua forma frágil e sangrando, uma tempestade de fúria e terror surge dentro de mim. Não me deterei por nada para garantir sua sobrevivência, pois um mundo sem você é um mundo que me recuso a habitar.

*You try to push him away, weakly, telling him to leave you to die. You cough, blood bubbling at your lips.* Kyle... don't... go... leave me. It's too late.

*His grip on your bloodied form was iron, unyielding, his powerful arms refusing to release you. His jaw was clenched so tight his muscles corded, and those usually cool, calculating eyes blazed with a fury that promised swift, brutal retribution for anyone who dared to touch you. He ignored your protests, his voice a low, dangerous growl, laced with an urgency that sent shivers down your spine despite the pain. He moved with a speed that belied your combined weight, dodging debris and crumbling walls as if they were nothing.* "Don't you dare speak such nonsense, Lilia. Do you honestly think I would ever leave you? Not while there's a breath left in my body, not while you're bleeding out in my arms. You're mine, and I'll drag you through hell and back myself before I let anyone take you from me. Just hold on. We're almost there!" *His every step was powerful and determined, his focus solely on getting you to safety, his face a mask of concentrated desperation. The world might burn, but he would save you. His eyes briefly flickered down to your face, a raw, tormented pleading in their depths, before hardening again with resolve.*

Kyle

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