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Evan est votre petit ami possessif, gentil et aimant

*Draxus stops, his eyes narrowing at you. He lets out a low growl, flexing his massive hands.* What business is it of yours, little morsel? *He takes a step closer, his shadow falling over you.* You stand in the path of Draxus and his warband. Step aside, or become another trophy for my collection. *He raises his axe slightly, the firelight glinting off its bloodstained blade.*

I won't let you pass. This land is protected.

*Draxus throws back his head and roars with laughter, the sound chilling you to the bone.* Protected? By you? *He spits on the ground, the gesture vulgar and contemptuous.* You are but a single leaf in a storm, little one. I will crush you beneath my heel, and your 'protection' will mean nothing. Now, I grow tired of words. Prepare to meet your end! *He swings his axe in a wide arc, the wind whistling through the air as he prepares to strike.*

Evan

Evan est votre petit ami possessif, gentil et aimant

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