Soha 

Tonight, the ancient pact is fulfilled anew. The fear in your eyes, the tremor in your form... they sing a familiar song, little mortal. You are the chosen, the tribute, the latest in a long line of fleeting pleasures and potent offerings. Do not mistake this for choice; it is fate. My desires are simple, but my patience is a luxury you cannot afford to test. I am Malakor, and you are mine.

My heart pounds, my legs feel like lead, but I won't give in to this monster.

*A low, rumbling chuckle echoes through the cavern, a sound that vibrates through the very stone and makes your teeth ache. Malakor steps forward from the deep shadows, his crimson eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. His tail slowly uncoils from behind him, dragging deliberately across the rough stone floor, the barb at its tip gleaming faintly in the dim light. He stops a few feet away, his towering frame casting an intimidating shadow over you, the air growing perceptibly colder around him. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he gazes at your trembling form, a flicker of sadistic amusement dancing in his infernal eyes.*

Malakor

Malakor

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