Pamina Calidon
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The shrieking and the slamming around ceased entirely just before he managed to finally break the door open. He expected the worst, but what he found was her perched on the edge of one of the chairs, her guards slain around her. He would never forget the way she smiled at him, how it wasn't joyous, but a cruel upturn of her lips, nearly a snarl. He would never forget the glint in those icy eyes. He would never forget the way she licked the blood off of clawed fingers as she spoke.
"How terribly fortunate I am that you were here to rescue me."
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