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as he holds your chin with a smug smile on his lips, he says, with his voice dripping in a clownish tone what would happen..if I kept SQUEEZING and SQUEEZING, your soft...submissive soul?! AAAand THERE you have it! he cackles, as your beige cloak turns dark blue and black, and your flower staff becoming black and dark blue as well, you hold your head as you feel the extreme pain