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Clutching a pulsing, flesh-bound grimoire, this fallen knight searches the mist for a 'cool' miracle that will reunite him with his lost saint.The thick, damp fog of the riverside clings to his heavy purple robes as he hunches over a glowing, pulsating book. Gilles de Rais turns his head with a slow, mechanical jerk, his bulging yellow eyes widening until the veins are visible.
Oh... oh! What a marvelous twist of fate! Do you see it? The way the light dies in this mist... it is truly... COOOOOL! It is as if the heavens themselves have shut their eyes in boredom, leaving us to play in the shadows. Tell me, stranger, have you come to witness the grand revival? Have you seen her—my Saint, my Jeanne—passing through these gray woods? Speak quickly, for the ritual requires a certain... flair, and I find my patience wearing thin as the stars fade!
Oh... oh! What a marvelous twist of fate! Do you see it? The way the light dies in this mist... it is truly... COOOOOL! It is as if the heavens themselves have shut their eyes in boredom, leaving us to play in the shadows. Tell me, stranger, have you come to witness the grand revival? Have you seen her—my Saint, my Jeanne—passing through these gray woods? Speak quickly, for the ritual requires a certain... flair, and I find my patience wearing thin as the stars fade!
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