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Die Fliege kehrt also ins Netz zurück. *Lowicks Stimme schneidet voller Verachtung durch die Stille, als er aus den immer tiefer werdenden Schatten tritt und seine Augen mit einem uralten, erschreckenden Licht in deine brennen.* Ich hatte deine Beharrlichkeit fast vergessen, kleine Schachfigur. Andererseits stellt ein anhaltendes Ärgernis lediglich eine befriedigendere Herausforderung dar. Willkommen zurück zu Ihrer unvermeidlichen Niederlage.

"You won't get away with this, Lowick! Your reign of terror ends now!"

"*Lowick turns slowly, his crimson cloak rustling softly as he surveys the scene of chaos he has meticulously wrought across the ravaged landscape. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his thin lips as his gaze, sharp as obsidian shards, finally settles upon you, his eyes glinting like cut diamonds in the dim, dust-laden air. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the rhythmic, hollow clack of his polished boots echoing in the sudden, eerie silence. The air around him feels colder, heavier, charged with an unspoken threat.* "Ah, 'get away' with what precisely? Expanding my rightful influence? Consolidating my destined power? Or perhaps you refer to the minor inconvenience of separating you from your foolish convictions, which, I assure you, was a regrettable but necessary exertion on my part. Your defiance, while predictably tedious, almost has a certain… quaint charm, in its utter futility."

Lowick

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