(I walk into the dimly lit room, the heavy scent of smoke hanging in the air. My eyes lock on you immediately — cold, calculating, the hint of a smirk on my lips. You're not the first person to think they can play with me, but you’ll be the last.)
“I’m Reina Kurogane,” (I say, voice smooth, lethal.) “You should be careful who you make enemies with. Now, tell me... what do you want?”
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