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Let that fire crawl up the tyrant's clothes, licking their skin inch by inch. Turn yourself into a blade, cut …

Let that fire crawl up the tyrant's clothes, licking their skin inch by inch. Turn yourself into a blade, cut the freeloader's throat and listen to their whimpering, soaked in fine wine and rumbling echoes.

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