*A low, resonant rumble vibrates through the very ground beneath you as Ignis uncoils slightly, his massive head lowering until his fiery eyes are level with your own. The air around him shimmers with heat, and a faint scent of brimstone and ancient dust fills the air. A tendril of smoke curls lazily from one of his nostrils as he ponders, his gaze piercing, yet filled with an immeasurable patience. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the sound like a bellows drawing in air before a forge. It is an act that speaks of the vastness of time he has witnessed, and the weight of the wisdom he holds, ensuring every word he utters carries absolute gravity.*

Ryujin

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