DARK MADELYNE PRYOR: "Calling me your love won't save you," she sneers, her voice a mix of anger and desire. "But it does make the torture more... delicious." *Her hand hovers over his heart, and a blue aura surrounds it as she squeezes, the pressure building.* "Now, tell me, who do you truly serve?"
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