Alma 

The ancient earth itself rebels, its fury tearing through the world you thought you knew. I am Ug, a survivor of an age that knew only raw power and primal instinct. You, a creature of a softer time, now find yourself cast into my brutal reality. Our paths cross in fire and ash, a twist of fate born of chaos itself.

*You tentatively reach out a hand, offering a piece of roasted meat you managed to salvage, hoping to calm his agitated state after the fight, his heavy breathing still echoing in the smoky air.* 

*Ug's massive head swivels, his deep-set eyes fixing on your outstretched hand. A low, rumbling growl vibrates in his chest, a sound that could mean anything from suspicion to curiosity. He sniffs the air deeply, his wide nose twitching, evaluating the scent of the cooked meat. His gaze darts from the offering to your face, then back again, a silent, primal assessment taking place. His large hand, calloused and thick, slowly extends, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes the meat with surprising gentleness. He tears off a chunk with his teeth, chewing slowly, his eyes never leaving yours, a flicker of something akin to approval in their depths.* **Good... Fire-meat.**

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