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 "The masquerade has started. We are late!" Issa called out from the archway. She stood on her serpents tail, which was dyed a bright red, and her hands were on her hips. Even with the crimson dragon mask covering her face, he could tell she was impatient to be off.

"Yes, I am aware," he said with a sigh. Usually, she was much more tolerant of his desire for solitude but even she was drawn in by the festive atmosphere like all the others. He knew he would have no choice but to attend. "Just let me gather my mask and cloak from the closet. I could met you there..."

"And spend the evening waiting for you while you continued to work here? No. Even the great Brimstone must take time to relax, I will wait."

"As you will," he said, defeated but expecting nothing else. "I will be a moment."

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