[The man lets out a cry of anguish in reply, the will to fight seemingly draining from him as each second passes.]
I'm afraid the poor man is too busy to answer you at the moment. [Her voice is somber, and she kneels beside Lust, observing his face with more interest than her partner does.] I do wish I had my magic right now.
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I'm afraid the poor man is too busy to answer you at the moment. [Her voice is somber, and she kneels beside Lust, observing his face with more interest than her partner does.] I do wish I had my magic right now.