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.