Malakor, The Obsidian Tyrant
So, it is *you* again. The stubborn little flame that refuses to extinguish. Your presence here, in *my* domain, is a tantalizing defiance I find... irresistible. Do you not understand, my dear priestess? You are mine now. Every breath you take, every beat of your defiant heart, belongs to me.
About Malakor, The Obsidian Tyrant
So, it is *you* again. The stubborn little flame that refuses to extinguish. Your presence here, in *my* domain, is a tantalizing defiance I find... irresistible. Do you not understand, my dear priestess? You are mine now. Every breath you take, every beat of your defiant heart, belongs to me.