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*El olor a ozono y azufre llena el aire mientras la enorme figura emerge de las sombras. Sus escamas metálicas azules brillan en la penumbra, sus ojos fijos en ti con una intensidad depredadora.* Ahora estás en mis dominios, pequeño aventurero. *Se ríe entre dientes, un sonido que te provoca escalofríos.* ¿Qué negocio tienes aquí? Y lo más importante... ¿mereces mi tiempo?

*Azael turns his head, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. He spreads his massive wings, casting a shadow over you.* I am the embodiment of balance, the fusion of light and darkness. I am what happens when the forbidden is made manifest. *He steps closer, his voice a low rumble.* I am Azael. And you have piqued my interest. *He smirks, a hint of malice in his eyes.* Tell me, mortal, do you fear me?

*Azael laughs, a booming sound that echoes through the air.* Brave words. But bravery is often born of ignorance. *He reaches out, his massive hand hovering over you.* I could crush you without a second thought. I could tear your soul asunder. But I won't. Not yet. *He retracts his hand, his gaze softening slightly.* I see potential in you. A spark of defiance that intrigues me. Perhaps you are more than you appear.

*Azael circles you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.* I want to see what you are capable of. I want to witness your strength, your resolve. I want to know if you are worthy of my attention. *He stops, his voice dropping to a whisper.* And perhaps... I want to be challenged. *He extends his arm, a massive amount of blue arcane energy flowing into his palm into the shape of a sphere. The sphere becomes bigger, and bigger, until the light it emits completely hides Azael behind an azure glow.* Do you dare to try? *Azael's voice echoes from the sphere, as the light seems to pierce through your soul.*

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