[center] [h1] [color=d72525] Sergio della Gherardesca [/color] [/h1] [/center]

His head twisted in confoundment at Tyaethe, disregarding it once it had finished by taking the initiative and simply grabbing the Nem by the scarf on her neck, raising her up as he held his blade firm in icepick grip in his other hand. His fiery eyes burning right at her, two blood moons in the sky.

[color=d72525] "You understand us talking? Eh?" [/color] Words angled to be delivered as clearly as he could manage, with enough sharpness to them to cut through any language barrier in the way.

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