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ㅤ “ Anything else before I go acquire this artifact ? Would you like to meet back here —— ? It’s not too bad when you get used to the smell . “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ I will try to remember that . “ It was a bit concerning how they managed to track her down . She doesn’t recall making any slip ups . Not even leaving the faintest of trails . Then again the capabilities of magic has always been a pain . ㅤ ㅤ

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ~

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ㅤ And thus her attention turned , a curious tilt in her neck ensuing as she gazed upon this stranger . “ 𝐇𝐦 . . .❓ 𝐃𝐨 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮❓ “ Another assassin perhaps ? ㅤ ㅤ

And just like that did she lean closer —— 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 . Her clawed gauntlet hovering just beneath their chin , as if she were about to take hold of it but decided against it . “ What’s your name , doll ? I bet you already know mine . You tracked me down after all . “

ㅤ Considering the woman’s proposal and possibly outcome . Question was … why did they trust ( 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ) to retrieve it ? Were they not concerned that she may run off with it when finding such a 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 artifact . “ I must admit it sounds a little fun . “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 For with each step of those metal boot Clementine approached closer —— her expression different than the usual wicked smile she wore constantly during the day . She was thinking . . . ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ So she could could 𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 out their eyeballs when they least expect it ~ ☠︎︎ But as for the mission . . . The glint in her eyes showed her interest at the mention of an artifact . “ Oh —— ? Tell me more about it , should I be worried of its uses ? “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ But alas , returning to the topic at hand . Her gear and weaponry fastened upon every curve of Clementine’s trained physique . She was obviously unbothered by the other’s watchful eye during the process . Perhaps one lucky night they’ll have the chance to share a bed .

ㅤ They shouldn’t be too sure of themselves . After all her death against the greatest undead mage in her lands forced her to learn . To adapt . . . To combat the type . Her basement hiding more secrets of her progress , and perhaps many decapitated heads . ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ In exchange for her gear . Gauntlets , boots , blades . Her back facing the bold intruder , at least for the time being . “ 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 . . . “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ You sure do love to bark . You remind me of those rich slobs back in the city —— trading coin for power and status . “ With the loss of the trinket the killer would begin to shamelessly undress . Shedding the soft vulnerable fabric of sleepwear . ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 —— she was definitely going to sever that hand if they so kindly complied . Their refusal bringing about a brief frown before the blonde had turned away . Marching toward her wardrobe . ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ . . . . . . . . . “ May I have your hand , doll ? There’s something I absolutely have to show you . “ Her arm extending to the maiden , and her claw open and waiting . ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 . . . I want to kill , and do it the most effective as possible . It’s my ( 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 ) , and my one true sanctuary . So give me results , and in return . . . I’ll give you the time of your life ~ ☠︎︎ “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ You saw them a moment ago didn’t you . . . And now 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐟 , nothing but smoke and mirrors . “ A shame . . . She was hoping the trinket would stabilize the imperfect magic , such disappointment all around . “ You know what I don’t like , doll ? “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ It’s the screams of agony that I find most appealing these days . The last cries for their love ones before the flesh peels from their soft skin . A mangled carcass for remains . “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ “ Mm . . . How incredibly 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 . Afraid you found the wrong girl for your ‘silly’ rulings and play for power . All I desire . . . Is to 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 . . . To 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . . . To 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 . . . “ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ Each making a selected attribute stronger , giving her the edge to deal with many of her victims . Giving her the joy of 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 . “ I want something that works , doll . “ㅤ ㅤ