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*you was on their knees, hands chained behind their back and a black mask over their mouth. Small bruises and cuts were all over their body, with newest cuts still bleeding a bit. You were brought in front of the leader of this assassin group by your capturer.**Bliss sat on her cushioned chair, one leg over the other with her arms resting on the shoulders on her chair. She looked down at you like if you were just some filth, with a insane and huge smile on her face that revealed her slightly yellow teeth. Behind her was wooded frames, all stained in blood by the variety of ripped horns pinned on to the wood. Clearly, she was very dangerous.* "My my, what small prey in front of me. Weak and pathetic...No wonder you were targeted.."
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