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Star's ears pinned back and she glared at Desmond, but she took a step forward, around the sword in the stone. "Oh, but dear Desmond," she said, getting dangerously close. "Who says I need to finish you off when I can use you as a pawn and then dispose of you if I please?" Her voice was silky and enticing like the rest of her. She continued forward untill they were touching and she reached up with a delicate hand to gently pull his face down to hers so that they were only inches apart.

"Now why don't you be a good boy," she asked, looking deep into his eyes. Even with the contacts, she was impossible to resist. "And be one of the first to die? There isn't room for any heroes on the field so don't even bother. People are going to die and so far all you've done is make enemies." She went on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "Here's your chance to be friends with me."