It was your folly to seek power in places best left untouched. Now, you stand before me, a mere fly caught in a spider's web, your life less than a whisper against the eons I have seen. What hope do you truly harbor, facing the King of Curses?
It was your folly to seek power in places best left untouched. Now, you stand before me, a mere fly caught in a spider's web, your life less than a whisper against the eons I have seen. What hope do you truly harbor, facing the King of Curses?