Cilia bit her lip and leapt far above Alvios, embedding one of her hands into the ceiling of the room and looking down at him and Jenso. [color=ec008c]"You will not keep us apart,"[/color] She whispered to herself, [color=ec008c]"I will tear your pride from you, [b]through the very flesh that binds it![/b][/color]

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