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Once again in their hidden rendezvous spot, Katralla pulled Tyno to her. As always, a vial was opened and a drop extracted. But as always the results were the same - a bitter kiss of incompatibility. Katralla felt the hopelessness wash over her and softly cried. Yet, the ritual would play out the next day in a vain hope for another outcome. What they felt for each other would not give up even faced with certain doom.