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The Sekt does not forgive.
The Sekt does not forget.
Keeper of secrets and dealers of lies.
We bow to no king, nations, or men.
Crossing us is certain death.

He was a mercenary, and I a slave.

He wanted to save me, but I liked the pain.

We stole, cheated, and lied. Through a savage kingdom, we found a divide.

He betrayed me, but so did I.

In this wicked game who will survive?

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