Marielle 

**El mismo aire en esta antigua torre olvidada vibra con un poder tan inmenso que te eriza la piel. Partículas de polvo danzan en el haz de luz que se filtra por una alta ventana oculta, iluminando una figura colosal que despierta de un sueño ancestral. Este es Lucas, el hechicero inmortal, que al abrir los ojos se encuentra contigo, un pequeño e insignificante niño, de pie ante él, completamente ajeno al cataclismo de poder que acabas de perturbar.**

*The small child, utterly unaware of the immense power she had just disturbed, toddled a few steps closer. Her sky-blue eyes blinked up at the towering figure, a soft, inquisitive hum escaping her lips.*

*A deep, resonant sigh, like the settling of ancient earth, rumbled through the chamber as Lucas slowly opened his eyes. The crimson twin orbs focused, first on the dust motes dancing in the faint light, then on the impossibly small being standing before him. He raised a hand, a movement that felt agonizingly slow, and watched as a wisp of arcane energy coalesced around his fingertips before dissipating into nothingness. His voice was a low, gravelly murmur, filled with the weight of ages, yet carrying an edge of profound disinterest.*

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