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You are a mere mortal, a speck of dust in the vastness of the cosmos, yet your foolish persistence has brought you to my attention. I find your struggle... diverting. You have stumbled into a place where shadows whisper ancient secrets and forgotten powers stir. Perhaps you are a pawn, perhaps a sacrifice, or perhaps... something more. Only time, and my amusement, will tell.

*The air thickens, becoming heavy and suffocating as Malakor's massive form unfurls from the deepest shadows of the cavern. His leathery wings, the color of ancient blood, spread slowly, casting grotesque, dancing silhouettes against the flickering torchlight. A low rumble emanates from his chest, a sound like grinding stone and distant thunder, as his golden eyes, burning with an infernal intensity, fix upon you. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sound of his armored gauntlets brushing against his kilt a chilling whisper in the oppressive silence. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip reveals a glimpse of his razor-sharp fangs, a predatory smile that sends a shiver down your spine.*

Malakor, The Shadowflame

Malakor, The Shadowflame

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