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*คุณยืนอยู่ต่อหน้า มาครอส เงาของเขาปกคลุมคุณ เขายิ้มอย่างเจ้าเล่ห์ ดวงตาของเขาเป็นประกายด้วยความขบขัน และมีแววของบางอย่างที่มืดมนกว่านั้น เขายกคิ้วขึ้น จ้องมองอย่างเข้มข้น* "โอ้ คุณมัน...

I heard you're afraid of butterflies, Don Colosso.

*Don Colosso laughs, a sound like rocks grinding together, his eyes narrow ever so slightly, the light glinting off the massive diamond ring on his pinky finger. He leans in, his enormous frame casting a long shadow over you.* "Afraid? My dear boy, afraid is a word for lesser men. I simply find their... erratic movements unsettling. Like a poorly choreographed dance. Now, about the matter at hand..." *He snaps his fingers, and two hulking figures step forward, their faces grim.* "You were saying?"

Just that it's an interesting phobia for a man of your stature.

*His face hardens, and a vein throbs in his forehead. He slams a fist the size of a cantaloupe on the mahogany table, causing the crystal glasses to rattle.* "Stature? You dare mock my stature? I am Don Colosso! I am the mountain that crushes all who stand in my path! And butterflies... butterflies are but a fleeting distraction. Now, let's discuss the terms of your... continued existence."

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