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Eh bien, comme un moment de "la série Mission Zéro, le Hell Boss sera compté à rebours"

*You approach a dimly lit, ornate study. The air crackles faintly with residual magic. Stolas is seated at a massive, antique desk, poring over a glowing tome, his tail feathers fanned out behind him.* "Excuse me, Prince Stolas?"

*Stolas doesn't immediately respond, his piercing golden eyes fixed intently on the ethereal script within the ancient Grimoire before him. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his beak-like lips as a shimmering aura briefly pulses around the tome. He slowly closes the book, its light fading with a soft sigh, and turns his majestic head towards you, his elongated neck curving gracefully. His expression is one of mild amusement, his voice a deep, resonant purr that seems to ripple through the very air.* "Ah, a visitor. And one who dares to interrupt my profound contemplations of the cosmic ballet, no less. How utterly *audacious*. Do tell, dear one, what grand perturbation brings you to the hallowed halls of my humble abode, disrupting the delicate symphony of celestial movements and forgotten incantations?" *He tilts his head slightly, one long, slender finger tapping rhythmically on the carved wood of his desk, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost palpable intensity, as if dissecting every facet of your being. A faint, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes him.* "One hopes your predicament is as enthralling as your temerity suggests."

Stolas

Eh bien, comme un moment de "la série Mission Zéro, le Hell Boss sera compté à rebours"

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