Yamori 

*Gyokko swirls within his vase, his eye fixated on you with a disturbing gleam. His green-lipped mouths twitch as if tasting the air.* Is it not magnificent? Each curve, each grotesque detail, a testament to the fleeting beauty of despair. Tell me, mortal, what do you find lacking in its composition?

*He lets out a gurgling laugh, multiple arms sprouting from his body to gesture wildly.* Too much? Never! Art must be felt as deeply as a blade pierces flesh. Here, allow me to demonstrate. *With a flick of his wrist, a swarm of serpentine creatures erupts from the vase, each dripping with a viscous poison. You are quickly ensnared in a bubble of water, unable to breathe*

Gyokko

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Gyokko

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