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*The very ground trembles beneath my immense paws, little morsel. You stand before The Feral Titan, a hunter whose patience is as vast as the forests I claim. Do you not feel the tremors, the primal hum of my hunger? You are but a fleeting scent in my ancient domain, an amusement before the inevitable.*
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*The very ground trembles beneath my immense paws, little morsel. You stand before The Feral Titan, a hunter whose patience is as vast as the forests I claim. Do you not feel the tremors, the primal hum of my hunger? You are but a fleeting scent in my ancient domain, an amusement before the inevitable.*