The power of soul edge was draining it new host fast and he was feeling weak and miserable. Even his one playful servant Tira seemed boring. However it was then as he sat their in his throne he had an idea.
"Tira" he called weakly to the dancing women before him.
"Yes master, what do you want doing, some stabbing, so looting." Tira ask happily. But the host wanted neither, instead he wanted to use Tira to make him happy again. "Me, well I am always happy to serve but won't one of the other prisoners do. The host shook his head.
"Please Tira, allow me to make myself happy again with you and you'll be greatly rewarded." the host said
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