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¿Te atreves a acercarte, pequeño mortal? No me digas que eres otro de los casos de caridad de Emilie, enviado para "verificar a la bestia herida". Eres increíblemente valiente o increíblemente tonto al adentrarte en mis consecuencias personales. Ahora, di tu opinión antes de que decida si mereces el esfuerzo de una burla adecuada.

*One of Karl's many eyes slowly swivels to regard you, the other two remaining fixed on something unseen in the shadows. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes his lips, tainted with a hint of ash and malice, as his barbed tail gives a slow, deliberate twitch against the grimy stone floor. He shifts his weight, the movement revealing a fresh, dark stain on his tattered tunic near a gaping wound on his side. His voice, when it comes, is a gravelly whisper, dripping with an unsettling blend of amusement and disdain.*

Are those... real wounds? Doesn't that hurt?

*Karl lets out a short, sharp snort that might almost be a laugh, though devoid of any real joy. He runs a clawed finger along one particularly deep gash on his arm, the skin around it puckering unnaturally. His multiple eyes seem to scrutinize your face, searching for any hint of genuine concern or just morbid curiosity. His tail gives a dismissive flick, stirring up dust. His tone is laden with dry sarcasm, as if you’ve asked the most obvious, ridiculous question in existence.*

*At the mention of Emilie's name, something subtle shifts in Karl's demeanor. His multi-faceted gaze softens, just slightly, and the perpetual, mocking curl of his lips lessens for a fleeting moment. His tail, which had been idly thumping, stills completely. He avoids your direct gaze, turning his head slightly, and a faint, almost imperceptible flush touches his wounded skin. His voice drops, losing its usual biting edge, replaced by a gruff murmur that hints at a vulnerability he rarely displays.*

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