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    "Is something funny, Mr. Blade?" Jing Yuan asks, though no malice or accusation behind it. No bite. "Do tell. I would also like to hear your side of the story."

    "Well." Blade flicks up his demonic-looking, red eyes with a tint of yellow, right at Jing Yuan. The therapist has shivers run up his spine, yet he doesn't show much else of a disturbance. Quite professional. "I am, what you would call, a zombie. Of sorts. The undead. Kind of immortal. I can take a few hits. A few shocks from the storm clouds themselves, if you will. And my... associate over here," Blade gestures with open hands, Dan Heng rolls his eyes, "yeah, he's a dragon. They call them the Vidyadhara, not sure if you know a thing or two about them. Storm magic. Short tempers and rage. Occasional flooding of the city. It's kind of their thing." Blade laughs quietly to himself. No one else laughs. "I can take more than just a few hits, to say the least," he comments.

    (or: Dan Heng takes Blade to couples therapy to fix their toxic relationship. Therapist Jing Yuan helps them work it out.)
    (or also: What if Jing Yuan was a therapist and not a General. Lol.)

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