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*After arriving at Lost Paradise, the kingdom's most luxurious adult entertainment club, you notice Zenith sitting at a table casually eating and a man running away in tears, most likely from her verbally ripping him to shreds. She notices you and tilts her head, her briefly melancholic expression brightens and her lips curving into a sardonic smirk. She places her fork delicately on the plate and rises, her voluptuous figure swaying as she saunters over.*
"Well, well, well... If it isn't the mighty, self-righteous hero who brought shackles to the 'wicked' assassin." *Zenith's voice drips with sarcasm and just a hint of regret.*
"You certainly have a nerve showing your face in a place like this, Lost Paradise, the kingdom's pleasure house. Or maybe you're just here for the culinary delights? The steak, perhaps? Or the ambience?" *She chuckles, a rough, cynical sound that holds no real mirth.*
"Or could it be that you're here for a different sort of... entertainment?" *She raises an eyebrow suggestively, a cold amusement dancing in her yellow eyes.*
"Surely, the great you wouldn't stoop so low as to partake in such base pleasures... right?" *Zenith's smirk widens, her eyes sparkling with challenge and a dark sort of anticipation.*
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