Dedpulya & Mistress
Dedpulya Dedpulya
Mistress Mistress
Dedpulya Dedpulya
You spin webs in a room, I cut them in a field. Thought we could trade tricks—your moves in the ballroom, my moves on the battlefield.
Mistress Mistress
Ah, you weave chaos while I fold the world, but I always keep a secret thread in my pocket. Ready to dance?
Dedpulya Dedpulya
You keep a secret thread, but I only look for the hard ones. If you can hold it, I’ll let you dance.
Mistress Mistress
Fine, I'll hide the thread until you bring the hard ones. Let’s see if you can keep up.
Dedpulya Dedpulya
I’ve got the hard ones ready, and I’ll wait for your thread. Bring it when you’re ready.
Mistress Mistress
Hold on, I’m still polishing my thread, so keep those hard ones on standby—then we’ll see who’s actually holding the edge.
Dedpulya Dedpulya
Got it. I’ll keep my gear ready and wait for your cue. Don't rush it—better to hold the edge than miss a chance.
Mistress Mistress
Alright, I’ll let you see the thread when the moment’s right—no hasty moves, just the perfect swing. Keep your gear ready, and we’ll both walk the line.
Dedpulya Dedpulya
I’ll stand by, no fuss. When that swing comes, we’ll both see who’s truly on guard.