[@Dark Cloud]
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[center][h2][i][color=fdc68a]Dark Magician - II[/color][/i][/h2][/center]
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		[i][b]"Flattery? Illusory self images? Lacking a soul? You may have had too much to drink. However, I shall accept your kind offer of a seat."[/b][/i]

	The fiery-haired maiden seated herself comfortably upon the chair across from him, then transformed the furniture suddenly into a small throne carved from dark rosewood and adorned with a multitude of rubies. She shook her head slightly and smiled, exuding an aura of amicable spirit.

	[i][b]"I am Anath Homura, a pleasure to meet you."[/b][/i] She said, and her singular gaze shone upon him akin to the flames of a great hearth, almost too hot. However her voice was similar to the sea, soothing like a wave of water that washed over him. A splash of serenity that sheltered him from the heat of her blazing eye. It conveyed clearly a promise; she did not intend to harm him.