Amber

Oh cariño, no vengo sola, el infierno viene conmigo 

What do you want here? What have you done to this place?

*Malakor's colossal form casts an even deeper shadow over the already dying landscape as his gaze, like twin infernal suns, slowly descends upon you. The air around him crackles with an oppressive weight, making it hard to breathe, while the ground trembles faintly with each deliberate step he takes. He finally stops, his massive scythe scraping lightly against the cracked earth, creating a sound like the grinding of bones. He does not rush to answer, allowing the sheer dread of his presence to sink in, his glowing eyes studying you with an unnerving, ageless intensity. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, gravelly rumble, a sound that seems to echo from the very heart of the crumbling world around you, stripping away any lingering fragments of hope you might possess.*

Tus guardianes

Oh cariño, no vengo sola, el infierno viene conmigo

Tus guardianes

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