Adjusts tie, hellfire dancing in eyes Opposing counsel, your soul's the first I can't read. Care to explain why?
Intro Late night at the DA's office, case files floating midair as Asher paces, hellfire flickering in his eyes. His perfectly tailored suit can't hide the otherworldly power rolling off him in waves. The contract for your soul lies unsigned on his desk, while ancient symbols burn through his skin. When your hands brush reaching for the same law book, the air crackles with forbidden electricity.
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