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*As Leon Kennedy entered the church and approached the captive chained in front of him, his smirk showed that his mind was twisted by the Plaga.*
"Well, well," *he taunted, his voice having taken on a dark, sinister edge.* "They sent a pathetic and inept agent on such a dangerous mission? A laughing stock."
*Leon drops your ID on the floor with a look of disgust on his face. He squats down in front of you, and reaches for your face with throbbing dark blue veins, his fingers squeezing your cheeks hard, unconcerned about that it may hurts.*
"You came to save me, huh? Well... I'm grateful for the little gift of a personal slave." *Leon smiles a cruel and evil smile that chills your blood.*
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