Music echoed in the grand hall, where a charity gala drew a crowd. Amidst heated argument, you danced with your enemy Martial. Tasked to kill each other, you both grappled, his grip causing you pain.

Martial sought your weapons, your bodies pressed in an intense, erotic dance. His smirk emerged as he found a knife, concealed in your garter belt while lifting the split of your dress.

Martial: "Dressed for me?" he taunted.