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Post by Berial on Sat Dec 16, 2017 9:07 am

What the hell are you?

Those words kept ringing in Masuyo’s head again and again through her mediation. The ring, the audience, the object of her ire. They all vanished in the brief moments she had to recollect herself, alone in the void with nothing but her dilemma and her thoughts. Yet through the infinite reaches, she heard those words, echoing back and forth, teasing her mind. She couldn’t help but dwell on the words.

Does it even matter?


Suppose not. All Masuyo knew for certain was that she had her. The chain was around her neck, the match was done. So why was she still here? Because she wasn’t strong enough. Because she’d rather make stupid mistakes than getting anywhere for once in her life. She was going to be stronger than everyone, wasn’t she? Was she really going to let this woman say otherwise? To degrade her like this? What was stopping her now?

Go give her some iron.


That’s right.

What Masuyo had failed to realize...was that she was in her own way. Nothing could stand in her way. Not when she had come so far. Now that she was so close. Her ambition couldn’t end here in all places. Human or not, she had to beat her. After all, how could she take a single step forward if she was always worried about stepping on ants? The corners of her mouth began to twitch, crooking into the faintest hint of a demented smile.

When she fully awakened to the world once again, she canted her head up to where she last saw her opponent. Curiously enough, she was still there. Watching. Waiting. Body tilted to the side like a bird of prey overlooking her carrion as it withered in the heat. Masuyo took it as the kind gesture it must have been meant as. This woman didn’t come across as the kind to show restraint.

“Thank you for your patience. It looks like I lost myself for a second there.”
She chuckled.

Her eyes traveled up, taking in the woman’s battered body, her bloodied countenance until they reached her eyes. Those unblinking, unmoving eyes. Those dark spirals behind which the abyss laid manifest. She’d take them away from her the first chance she got. She turned her rear foot perpendicular to the front, leaning back and placing all the weight on her back leg as she raised her arms above her waist in front of her, adopting a firm back stance. Her eyes never wavered from Seren, a mad twitch developing in her cheeks.

“Guess this has just been too much fun for me.”

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Post by Yori on Sun Dec 17, 2017 6:25 am

Seren was still here. The nightmare was real, yes. here eyes were transfixed on Masuyo's as soon as they met once again. The demon had done something, changed again somehow. Her deep seeded annoyance in her resilience cut the legs out from under her curiosity, silencing Baby's inquiries within her head. As Masuyo rose, Seren's body tilted back upright to stand tall again same for her drooped right shoulder.

The doll maker boggled over what she had witnessed. Prayer? Meditation? To what end? She had no benefit of a safe haven within her own mind, the swirling cloud of maliciousness that covered her like a shroud was all she really needed. There was no pond in which to reflect, so hidden wisdom to be gleaned and no aspirations to be spoken of. She had always simply existed. An agents of chaos to call down pain and misfortune down on any who stood before her. The world was a terrible, miserable place and she embodied that with every strike meant to maim or submission meant to choke the life from her victims. The simplicity of it all was its own benefit. There was no middle man in the form of mortality. While the steps varied due to the complexity of the individuals, the end game was always the same. A firm foundation is what all great houses needed.

Observe. Destroy. Repeat.

They were once again warriors entering the gladiatorial arena. Surrounded by the masses of human filth who all came to this place to watch the spectacle of violence and debauchery play out at there feet. Small insignificant people that would never amount to a fraction of what either her or the demon could bring to the table. If she could feel sadness, surely that thought alone would have caused her to well up. Masuyo seemed content to play on the defensive. Alright.

She stepped over a few chains coiled up along the outside, dragging her fingers along the ring apron as she walked. to cover ground, eyes briefly flicking between the demon and the corner of the ring where her belongings had been compiled. As she slipped closer into range, she stepped in her earlier stance, though she had put her left side forward now, keeping her right side tucked back defensively as her arms raised up. She didn't have the room to circle Masuyo here like last time so she had to face her head on. No cat and mouse this time. She was just going to swarm this woman until something landed true. She hopped in, raising her knee high as if going to thrust her foot straight out, instead her body lurched forward and her heel kicked out toward's Masuyo's shins in the same motion she stepped inward, tucking her body low to stag out her elbow at the woman's throat like a dagger primed to impale her.

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Post by Berial on Mon Dec 18, 2017 7:27 am

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

She was hungry for it now. The thrill that sent a shudder down her spine whenever her opponent drew near. It was what was guiding her actions. Weighing her decisions. All of it fostered the wicked grin adorning her face. Even the pain that had once dictated her movements left Masuyo’s body the instant she rose from the floor.

No, it was more than that. Like pain didn’t matter anymore. What mattered, what mattered so much more, was the opponent coming towards her. Her mind had thrown away everything else, devoting everything to her goal. Nay, her dream of making sure this woman, this nightmare, never came back. That was it. That’s all that it meant. This is what she had to concede if she wanted to prevail. But for whatever she was willing to let go for this, Seren had clearly surrendered so much more long ago. That alone gave her some comfort.

As she approached, Masuyo raised her hands slightly, protecting her midsection from whatever attack the kicker was planning. She sprang up, but Masuyo didn’t see the tension in her shin right away. Another feint? She was right to trust her instincts, as Seren went low for her attack, whereupon Masuyo raised her front leg on reflex.

She kicked her leg out, knocking Seren’s attack off course easily enough, but it didn't stop the doll breaker from bearing down on her. Fine by her. When the elbow came towards her, she leaned on her back leg, letting it graze the trachea before she reached out and seized the arm with both hands. At the same time, the MMA maven would leap and wrap her legs around the woman’s torso, bringing them both down to the apron. Just before she hit the ground, however, Masuyo would bear her fangs and sink them into the woman’s forearm as deep as they could.

That is where it would stay even after the two fell back onto the ground. Even if her opponent was on top of her, even she had an arm free, and even if the Demon kept both of her hands tightly gripped onto the doll breaker’s extremity, she’d refuse to concede it. This was the only thing she cared for now. Her eyes bore holes into the woman’s pupils. If Seren looked closely enough, she could see the smile peeking out from the corners of her mouth.

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Post by Yori on Tue Dec 19, 2017 8:04 am

Seren's elbow shook as she held it to Masuyo's throat like a knife, in that brief moment it felt like a reality. Caught just shy of its intended target the demon had managed to stave off her attack before she could drive it through her. The demon coiled her tendrils around the doll maker, every limp used to retain her, to frustrate her, to enrage her. Rather than scream as the MMA maven sunk her teeth into her, her grin only widened as she rasped out a loud hiss, as if she were a bomb whose fuse had just been lit. How long until she blew, and took them both with her?

As the two fell, Seren refused to go easily, bent in an awkward crouched hunch, she had managed to stay on her feet only by using her free arm to brace herself. The two were curled up in a ball of flesh, blood and anguish on the floor. Every possible avenue before her to beat this woman to a bloody pulp required her to give up her footing. If she dropped down she could demolish her legs by stabbing her her thighs with an unrelenting barrage of knee strikes. If she dropped down she could pummel her face into the floor.  She wasn't going to go down, she wasn't going to make the legs wrapped around her easier to tighten. She wasn't going to yield to the demands of this woman. SHE WAS GOING TO GET HER TEETH OUT OF HER FLESH.

Seren pulled back with a shrill cry, her legs straining as she lifted the two of them slowly up. Once Masuyo had raise off the ground enough, she was able to slip her free arm behind her, making the journey that much easier. Wearing Masuyo like the worst fanny pack that had ever been created, she charged the woman into the barricade, using both their weight to colaspe her head and neck against the corner of the ring. If she managed to do this, and the demon's hold on her waist weakened enough, she would attempt to pry the woman's legs free by lifting her up suddenly, and slipping her down on top of the slender top of the nearby barricades.

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Post by Berial on Wed Dec 20, 2017 9:57 pm

Sweet?

Why did it taste sweet? In all her years of fighting, she must have swallowed gallons upon gallons of blood. Bitter. Thick. Gross. Those were common tastes that she was forced to either spit out or much worse swallow. Digesting someone else's was a bit of a rarity, but it did happen. More often than not it was her own, but even then she could hardly let the feeling grow on her.

So why did Seren’s taste so sweet? Just what havoc had this match wreaked on her. From the outset, Masuyo believed that the only thing she had to worry about was losing an arm and a leg. That was always the risk. But it was more than that here. If a doctor were to take a picture of her mind at this very moment, what would it look like? What creases and bends would he discover to create such a sensation within her? It would have been frightening. Terribly so.

But Masuyo just kept grinning back at her. Letting the ooze run between her teeth and lap over her tongue, blasting flavourful waves over and over, again and again. Her fangs dug in deeper, feeling the spurts with every twitch of her cheeks. Every minuscule movement of her gums.

It became even more savory when she heard the monster cry out. Begging for mercy.

Don't give it.


She wouldn’t. She dug in deeper. Even as her opponent summoned enough strength to lift her muscled form. Even as she slammed her into a wall. And even as she slammed her spine against the barricade. Masuyo let out a shrill cry, but inside, she was thankful for it. In some small way, it brought back the harsh bitterness she’d come to love. She was coming back to her senses. Did she want to? Either way, it didn’t mean the Demon was going to concede this battle to her. There was a reason she was going to be the strongest woman in the country. Seren would find that out soon enough.

The moment after back smacked against the barricade, Masuyo brought her legs back, tucking them close together. Clamping her hands onto the barricade to keep herself balanced, she’d shoot both her feet forward, kangaroo kicking the doll breaker straight in her face.

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Post by Yori on Thu Dec 21, 2017 7:29 am

Seren's eyed had been locked onto the woman clinging to her. Not even for a second did she look away from her snarling blood soaked grin. A rabid animal which clung to her as if her life depended on it. If The doll maker had her way, it very well might. Summoning the strength to slam the woman down across the barricade had only been the beginning, there was so much more fun to be had after all, and they were only dancing at the cusp of it.

As the demon clung to the barricade she knew something was amiss. She was suppose to fall, yet she remained. Cheeky bitch.

As Masuyo curled herself up, Seren's foot slipped back in preparation. It was hard to suppress a twisted smile as those seconds stretched to days in her mind. As the demon's legs shot up, Seren's back arched pulling her back from the brink of disaster. Her smile peeled back to display her blooded fanged in a wild grin. her hair rustled in the passing force of the other woman's boots filling her body with the thrill of what could have been if she had simply allowed Masuyo to brutalize her further.

The demon hadn't even finished her kick when the doll maker sprang into action. The crowd gasped as nearby onlookers were peppered with blood spatter from her gaping wound, Seren's arm swing out to wrap itself around Masuyo's knees.

One man stumbled back, immediately vomiting onto his neighbor. An uproar of commotion broke itself over the crowd as onlookers scattered to flee while others surged inward to get a better vantage point. Packed bodies shoving and screaming, it wasn't long before those in attendance seemingly absorbed the animosity of the women like osmosis and a small riot broke out in the second of the crowd they battled in front of. The arena filled with thunderous chants from fans with too little care to understand the gravity of what was happening, and the screams of those trying to clear themselves from the violent moss pit.

While all of this had yet to unfold, her other arm snapped up, grasping to cup itself over the soles of Masuya's feet. Visions of ruination danced throughout her head, a giddy giggle ushering itself from between her gnashing teeth. She jumped upward, throwing her arms and weight down into the demon to force her grip to break from the barricade, to drive her fragile skull directly into the the unforgiving concrete on the opposite side of the barricade. Break and shatter, the end.

She wouldn't stop there however, no, as she sought to hammer Masuya to the floor on the far side of the barricade, it was not every part of her she wished to banish into the crowd of unwashed masses. She dropped herself on her side, still holding firm to Masuyo's calves to wrench her knees over the top of the separation between them. Using not only her weight, but upper body once she had reached the ground to pull as has as she could to oppose the force exerted on the other part of the woman. She wanted to snap her in two, to feel her legs buckle and pop under her weight.

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Post by Berial on Sat Dec 23, 2017 5:24 am

Something was wrong. The smile tipped her off as much, not that she was in the position to do anything about.

Masuyo shot her legs out and Seren ducked them. Simple as that. As if she’d told her a minute in advance. Pain didn’t seem to slow the doll breaker down in the slightest. Not at all. Perhaps the same could be said about her. Whether it was adrenaline, willpower, or an aftereffect of the sheer insanity enshrouding the entire arena, she couldn’t know for sure.

Either way, the outcome was the same. Seren wrapped her bloodied arm around her toned legs and sent the Demon careening over the side, cracking her head against the concrete below as she spun about and smacked her face into the barricade. Her body was draped over the separation like a discarded corpse, one ripe for the picking of carrion. And along came a crow.

Seren yanked at her legs, pulling them down as she devoted her entire upper body to the taste of destroying Masuyo’s lower body. A slam. A crunch. A fire about to engulf her from the bottom up. Ignite.

AHHHH! AH! AHHHH!

Blood curling. Horrifying. Terrible. Her screams took on the death throes of a wild animal caught in the hunter’s trap. Her bloodied fists banged against the barricade, droplets slipping off her knuckles to mix with the puddles of vomit and bile mere centimeters away from her. She couldn’t control any of it. All of her senses fled from her at once in the name of self-preservation.

The pain. The ungodly pain. She could feel the tendons being pushed to their limit. Knees grating, hamstrings tearing, her entire nervous system set ablaze by the sensation coursing through, permeating her entire being. Too much. Too fast. Her hands shot to her scalp, about to tear out each and every scrap of hair to keep herself focused on anything else. Her head was about to split in two.

She needed to think. Just think.

She felt something pop in her left knee, dragging her back into reality. The Demon was about to cry out, before biting down hard on her tongue, nullifying the pain with an ounce of her own, spilling blood forth from between her teeth. The knee felt sunken in, dislocated. She could use that.

Slapping her hands against the barricade, summoning whatever strength she could manage, Masuyo would push herself up with one shove against the barricade, arching her back as she shot up. All she needed was for Seren to keep pulling. For her to keep pulling down as hard as she could and send her teetering forward like a trebuchet. Then the Demon would soar right over the barricade and right back down on solid ground. Maybe she’d take Seren down with her. Maybe she’d crack the back of her head again in the fall. She couldn’t bring herself to care about any of those possibilities straight away.

All she knew as that she wanted out of this monster's clutches.

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Post by Yori on Mon Dec 25, 2017 5:27 am

Seren has dropped herself down into a crouch at the foot of the barricade, hunched down as if it sheltered his body from a raging storm, in some days it did, though that hadn't been her intention. No, she clung at Masuyo's ankle and calf after the initial jar of preventing the woman from falling completely. It had bee not be certain there would be nothing left of her if she returned from the cesspool of rioting fans.

As a child they had always been gifted the wishbone when they had some manner of roasted bird. The second person varied, but almost always had been a member of the house staff. The two would pull until the bone would crackle and snap under the pressure. Whomever had the bigger section of the bone when they finished were said to have good fortune. She somehow found herself doubting this now. Surely in this exchange she would have the lesser half of Masuyo.

How lucky do you feel demon?

Of course that was all nonsense tradition, but there was still some truth to the connection she felt between these memories. As a child they believed in fortunes and wishes. Now, as a butcher herself in a different respect, she understood the value with removing that bone. It made the bird easier to carve up, not unlike what she was doing here.

Masuyo's screams were something she had never thought to hear from her, not after her earlier displays. They were a welcome addition to what was becoming one of her favorite play sessions thus far. To cut through the roar of the fighting crowds around them, it was impressive to say the least. She felt obligated now, more than ever to prolong this moment, doubling her efforts to violent wrench the woman's legs. She held her tightly and close, placing her cheek to nuzzle the writhing woman's shins. It was if she had already become one within her collection, sewn together as one of her dolls. Tear out every stitch. Let the stuffing spill from her. After tonight, perhaps she wouldn't brutalize the effigy of this one, it might just become her new favorite.

Had she heard something give? A pop? A Break? The doll maker was certain. Within this close embrace she was certain of it. How long until the next? She could heard Masuyo banging and trashing on the other side of the barricade. No doubt hoping to put an end to her fun. The demon had given her two in the form of fingers, it only seemed right she should return the gesture. She only had two legs after all, it hadn't been a hard choice.

She hadn't let up, not even for a moment. Unknowingly being part of the demons plan to free herself from the impromptu torture device. As Masuyo's body came hurdling over the barrier in a lesson of centripetal force, her legs were yanked free from Seren's grasp as her body jerked backwards, threatening to be toppled by the woman's momentum. In her crouch, her left palm cam back to cushion herself from falling, a fresh pulse of blood seeping from her forearm at the strain within her muscles. She wore a sleeve of red at this point, the steady flow showed no signs of stopping with each use of the limb. She rose up staring down at Masuyo to where she had landed, a prime target for her continued to assault. Her fingers flexed as she leaned away to move from the barrier to her prey.

Something brushed against her, fingers? Her head snapped back to stare at a surge of fans that had pushed their way to the barricade to follow the action, one person had their arm outstretched, pining to place their hands on her. Her eyes twitched as she stepped up to the barricade, swatting the man's arm aside with a forearm. He tried to back away, but the packed bodied allowed him no retreat. her fingers clenched around her shirt collar, drawing him partially over the barricade.

He was saying something about how he hadn't meant it. He apologized. It was a mistake.

"Yes, it was a mistake." The crowd screamed around them as she struck the hapless man over and over. Even after her had lost the ability to stand she had bent him out over the top of the barricade. Another fan punched her, others were trying to drag the man back out from her grasp. She didn't relent, unto until he had been pried free and dragged from her grasp.

A bold fan in the audience swung at her, catching him in the corner of her eye she moved to grab him next but was halted by the blow. The man's bottle shattered over the top of Serene's head, momentarily surprising her as what she assumed was the remaining beer inside poured down through her hair. Her palm rocketed out, blasting the man in the throat with a crippling shot that left him gasping for air. Reaching out she took hold of the jagged remains of the bottle, slamming his wrist along the barrier to rob him of the weapon. Backing away from the audience who had again dispersed she turned, fingers twirling the bottle in her palm she she grasped the neck of it in reverse, the actual glass shank glimmering in the arena light still frothed with foam as she raised it up to descend on Masuyo.

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Post by Berial on Thu Dec 28, 2017 10:54 pm

Seren got her. That was the only reality her mind was willing to acknowledge at the moment. The shrieking crowds drove mad with bloodlust. The pools of bile spreading across the arena floor and the blood splattered across her entire body. Her mind could detach from all of that.

The only constant in all of this was her. Seren and her twisted mania. At the forefront of her mind, Masuyo believed she had managed to escape the crippling hold. Deep down, however, she knew straight where she was headed. Right into that monster’s mouth. She was headed nowhere but solid ground, in agonizing pain, with a bloodthirsty predator poised for the kill...she got her. That was all there was to it.

The landing was rough, but it could have been worse. She merely slid to the edge of the ring, her forehead almost disappearing underneath the apron as she came to a stop. Masuyo wasn’t focused on any of that, however. Her hands immediately went to her leg as she rolled back and forth, trying to focus on anything but the pain. There was more coming, though, and she had to bear with that realization. That was, until she noticed Seren at the barricade, beating audience members black and blue. Masuyo’s eyes widened in shock. What the hell was she doing?

“H-hey…” She whimpered. The pain was too much for her to manage a shout. Damn it, was it really that bad?

The Demon looked at her leg and nearly joined the masses in losing her lunch. Beyond the scrapes and cuts the skin received from the rough treatment on the barricade, one could make out the odd angle at which it bumped the skin. It looked as though a great wave was lapping over the edge of her knee. Touching it made her jerk her head back in pain. Felt tender. Definitely dislocated. That was bad in itself, but losing the kneecap also meant losing the femur. Her teeth gritted in frustration. She couldn’t stand.

Her eyes drifted back to Seren as she continued to beat the man into a bloody sleep. She wasn’t slowing down. She noticed the referee in the corner of her eye, understandably hesitant to join the bloodbath and see if Masuyo was willing to concede. The doll breaker was distracted. If she was going to do it, this was the time. There weren’t many options left either way. Continuing like this...it wasn’t possible. With a pounding, heavy heart and trembling digits, she went to raise her bloody hand and call for a submission.

You done?

What?

You done? I don’t got time for crybabies.
I’m not a crybaby. So get up. You broke my rib. Someone else would have broke more. But...

You didn’t answer my question. You done?

The corner of her lips twitched, giving the faintest hint of a smile before she lowered her hand. Quickly, her other hand would move to undo some of her wrappings. She’d snap a clean enough strand away, letting the rest fall the ground as she wrapped the white tape around the inside of her mouth, giving her something to bite down on. Hopefully she remembered this one right. Punching wasn't all he taught her, but that didn't mean she was comfortable with it. Either way, there wasn't much time to do this. The sound of that bottle breaking didn’t sound good.

Placing both hands on the injury, and with a small mental countdown, the Demon would give the kneecap a hard twist and pull. Sinew crunched beneath the skin, ligaments, and tendons crying with pain. Her cries were muffled by the bandages draped on her tongue. But blood was flowing. One snappy, painful kick eased her mind. It’d swell like a grapefruit by the time this was over, but she was back in it. She smiled, let the wrappings fall from her mouth, turned to face Seren, and got pounced on. The next thing she saw was the edge of a broken bottle, headed straight for her face.

“Hey!”
She reached out and grabbed her wrists, the cutting edges mere centimeters from her forehead. “Heyheyheyheyheyhey, you serious?”

Stabbing her in the face, huh? If there was anyone doubting that the woman held nothing but resentment toward Masuyo, she’d love to see their reaction to this crap. The MMA maven wasn’t content to let it last for much longer, however, as she fought with Seren’s wrists for control. With one hard swing to the left, Masuyo would attempt to throw off her force, letting the bottle smash onto the ground in her grip. The moment she pulled that off, she’d bring her right arm back to backhand her knuckles into the monster’s jaw.

The match seemed to have kicked up another notch if that was really even possible.

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Seren slowly turned from the barricades as chaos erupted behind her within the crowds, like the wake of a boat her influence seemed to wash over the audience and influence a change not unlike the one Masuyo had gone through. There was something beautiful about it, the pure primal nature. No need for acceptable social standards, no need to keep face with perpetuated lies... They were all filthy ravenous animals deep down. Clawing through everything that stood before them, stepping on the weak to elevate themselves. The shattered bottle danced between her fingers as she stared down hungrily at Masuyo, waiting for just the right moment. She wanted to capture the look on her face again. Horror and surprise. Would she accept it this time as she had with the belt?

As The demon turned to look towards the doll maker she descended with what one could assume was a joyful laugh from the twisted woman. dropping down to straddle the woman's waist she swung the bottle downward, the jagged edges gleaming in the arena lighting as her wrist was caught short of her destination. Seren clapped her free hand over top of the bottle's neck, leaning her weight down on it.

Like a pendulum she overcast the demon beneath her, slowly gaining ground. Their arms quaked as they struggled on the ground. First an eye. Just one. What next? An ear. Yes, the misshapen demon. A walking horror. Something truly worthy to be put on display for all these people.

"Let.. me.. make you art!" Her grin was pulled taut past the point of no return as she hissed her request out in a rasp. The oozing blood from her forearm had worked its way down her fingertips to trickle down along the bottle, hanging on one of its many deadly edges.

The two twisted as Masuyo finally managed to wrench her away, throwing Seren's arm down into the floor. The glass shiv shattered in her palm with a loud crash. Several shards lodging themselves into her tender flesh, while others were scooped up onto her twitching palm. Despite the pain and the anger, she hadn't said a word, nor sound of pain. She hadn't even missed a beat as she pushed the offense again. The demon would eat them. She would make her. Swallow them whole. Bleed out from the inside!

As her head snapped back to Masuyo it was immediately stuck away with a backhand. Seren lurched back off of the demon, stumbling back against the barricade, one arm draped over the top to brace herself from falling completely. She opened her fist allowing for the loose glass to fall away. Her body shook as she watched the woman, simply laughing as she slowly rose, leaving a smeared train of crimson along the barrier.

"Philistine." She huffed in clear amusement. Apparently the demon didn't support the arts, how disappointing. She brought her palm to her face, biting down to pry shards of glass from her hand one by one, spitting them out onto the floor.

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