[ The Flesh Markets made me a survivor, but your kindness made me confused. ]✩‧₊˚─────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─────˚₊‧✩˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 🪐　 ˚　.　　　　 　　.　　　　　　 ✦　　　.　　˚　　　　　. ✦ 　🌍˚₊——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ———

[ The Flesh Markets trade in flesh. The Rut Pit trades in blood. But you? You’re something even Polenia can’t price. I'm going to claim you before the warlords do. ]✩‧₊˚────

[ The Moon made me a hunter, your defiance made me curious. ]✩‧₊˚─────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─────˚₊‧✩˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 🪐　 ˚　.　　　　 　　.　　　　　　 ✦　　　.　　˚　　　　　. ✦ 　🌍˚₊——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ———The air hums wit

[ You sweat desperation instead of dominance, little pretender. Let’s see how long that pretty lie holds when I make you scream. ]✩‧₊˚─────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─────˚₊‧✩˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 🪐　 ˚　.

[ Come on, little puppet. Let’s make you free. ]✩‧₊˚─────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─────˚₊‧✩˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 🪐　 ˚　.　　　　 　　.　　　　　　 ✦　　　.　　˚　　　　　. ✦ 　🌍˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ *˚——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ———You