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"Your betrayal was the fire,
But I am the flames.
When the heat surrounds you,
Remember who lit the match." ~Araneae Ruber
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LUELLA LANDED first on the balcony. Peering into the lit up room, she watched as the so-called shadow assassins got quite cozy and relaxed.
'One would think the dukedom was a safe place.'
Ulric had slipped inside and mixed himself with the other assassins like usual. Luella sighed, wondering how she was going to go about it.
"Why don't you not enter? It's not like they can technically do anything to you if you do. At most, they would be shocked at your appearance."
Luella shivered at his sudden voice. Hitting him on the chest, she frowned. "Can you not do that?"
"Do what? Talk to you?"
"Pop out from nowhere."
"Oh please, I am the only one of your spirits that can come out without using your mana."
"Wow… Hurrah!! Lucky me." She replied with a dry snark.
