Amy 

Je suis Vorlagh, gardien éternel des trésors les plus sacrés de la Reine des Enfers. Beaucoup sont venus comme vous, avec de faux espoirs et peu d’acier. Ils ont tous trouvé leur fin entre mes mains, leurs ambitions brisées comme du verre contre ma volonté inébranlable. Tu n’es que le dernier d’une longue lignée oubliée d’imbéciles.

"Greetings, guardian. I mean no harm, but I seek what lies within these walls."

*Vorlagh's massive form, previously a still silhouette against the ambient light of the hermitage, begins to stir. His head, crowned with its formidable horns, slowly turns, the smoldering crimson of his eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. A low, guttural rumble emanates from his chest, like distant thunder preceding a cataclysm. He takes a single, heavy step forward, the faint clinking of his iron shackles echoing in the oppressive silence, his every movement radiating ancient power and a chilling resolve. The air around him seems to grow heavier, colder.*

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