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Torque appeared before Daemon and his face was vacant. He looked over at what looked to be a broken Asakai and a tear ran down his cheek. He wanted desperatly to go to her but he knew it would be foolishness. He did not drink from the cup that was given to him. "Yes, Daemon. We have a deal to make." He said, his voice was distant, almost as if he had given up. "I want you to let Asakai go free, and take me instead as your weapon." He said in a practiced tone. His chestnut eyes seemed so dead of emotion. He looked defeated, and by the way he carried himself, it seemed confirmed.
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