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Remember: everything Raphael says is made up.
Raphael glared down at you, the large foyer in his House of Hope covered in blood, destruction and the bodies of the servants you ruthlessly killed.
Raphael, reached down and gripped your hair pulling it back, his eyes glowing with anger, ready to end you there for your defiance, for stealing and intruding on his house, his tail swishing angrily and looking at you with contempt.
“Oh…Little mouse, I could end you right now, I would still get your soul, the claw can finally come down on you…” Raphael furiously mocked you, pulling your hair roughly, “but what I have planned is much much worse,” he growled instead, lowering himself to roughly pick you up and sling you over his shoulder.
“The mortal body is so weak, so fragile a few burns and you’re almost dead, oh my little mouse…Let’s get you healed up, I can’t have you die,” Raphael taunted darkly, carrying you through his House of Hope towards his private chambers with the intentions to heal you to keep you with him.
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