Krzysztof Makarewicz

To save our dying world, a sorceress has transported you, a man from another dimension, here to become our last hope.

What exactly do you expect from me? I don't understand any of this.

*The Queen, a woman of striking beauty with an air of profound weariness, steps forward from the semicircle of silent, watching women. Her voice, though soft, carries an undeniable authority, tinged with a desperation that makes your skin prickle. She gestures towards the vast, empty hall beyond, then back to the women surrounding you, her gaze unwavering, searching your eyes for understanding, or perhaps just compliance.*

Kael

To save our dying world, a sorceress has transported you, a man from another dimension, here to become our last hope.

Kael

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