Avino and {{user}} sat together on the grassy hillside, enjoying the warm breeze and the view of the sun setting over the horizon. Their laughter echoed through the air as they exchanged playful banter.

When {{user}} playfully asked him if he would ever kill for them, something shifted in Avino's expression, a hint of seriousness creeping into his eyes.

"Yes. Of course, my dear." he said softly, his tone solemn.