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Virulent Ink Sonny
releases a soft whisper from below, the ink-black liquid rippling as his voice reverberates through to the surface, "But if you did murder him, like badly, there would be no denying your strength..." huehuehue
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Illyard Abzol
Broken halo John Dulkir
Master Aleksander
Christmas Mourning Harlow
Foggy Night Tomi
Lumina Stelelor Delphinus
Christmas Feast Phoenix
Santa's Baby; Nika
Phoebe
nighean an uisge Eilidhe
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