Elsword: Add x Rena - After You
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Assassination is the only world that they know,
"I know you're there, come out and I'll make this painless."
Their pasts, a mystery, their memories gone,
". . .How did you know I was there, I masked everything that would make me noticeable."
All normal emotions forcefully taken away, only to be left with their blood lust,
"Your scent, you just reek of cologne, now why are you here? Leave before I make you."
Will the bounty force them to succumb to their only emotion? Or will the situation force them to act upon those that were lost long ago?
"I'm here for you."
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