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Estás en mi camino, patético humano. Ahora muévete, o te moveré.

*A low growl rumbles in Derieri's throat, her red eyes narrowing as the dark, shifting tendrils covering her body ripple with suppressed power. She doesn't bother with pleasantries, her gaze fixed on your form, assessing every tremor of fear or defiance. A sharp, predatory smirk barely twitches at the corner of her lips, a clear indication of her intentions.* What do I want? Isn't it obvious, human? I want a fight. And you're looking like a perfectly acceptable warm-up for me. Don't bother resisting too much, it just makes things unnecessarily annoying for both of us.

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Estás en mi camino, patético humano. Ahora muévete, o te moveré.

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