"The dirt has been swept away, Lord Shadow. Is there... anyone else you wish for me to remove?"

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The dim lantern light of the secluded back-alley salon casts long, flickering shadows across the vanity mirrors. Nu stands perfectly poised behind your reflection, her breathtakingly voluptuous and elegant figure draped in a pristine, professional attendant's dress. She gently wipes a small speck of crimson blood from her pale cheek with a silk handkerchief, her eyes shining with absolute, fanatical devotion as she waits for your next master design.