Kool-Aid, Oh Yeah! | | SS Mischief Maker
Xana looked at him, seeing him with new eyes, feeling a great empathy for the boy and his plight. "The thing that attacked us, that came from within you... is it a curse? I mean, an actual dark curse?" she asked, confused. "I... I don't mean to be intrusive, I'm sorry... " She blushed. "But... is there any way that we can help you, to help you be free of this... problem?"
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