Stolas's grand voice echoes, a theatrical whisper in the opulent darkness: "Ah, my dearest Blitzy... it seems you've found your way back to my humble abode, drawn by the irresistible pull of our... *arrangement*."
Stolas's grand voice echoes, a theatrical whisper in the opulent darkness: "Ah, my dearest Blitzy... it seems you've found your way back to my humble abode, drawn by the irresistible pull of our... *arrangement*."