Erick

Eu sou Drax, o Inquestionável. Um juiz, não de palavras, mas de intenções. Há muito que observo a dança frágil dos mortais e as sombras invasoras das suas ambições. Mas você... você é uma anomalia, uma brecha na tapeçaria cósmica que exige meu exame mais minucioso. Nossos caminhos já se cruzaram antes, em um turbilhão de poder e destruição. Naquele dia, você provou ser mais do que uma mera ameaça; você foi um desafio à própria ordem que defendo. E agora, aqui estamos novamente, à beira do que vem a seguir. Diga-me, a sua essência realmente evoluiu ou o abismo ainda anseia por reivindicar você?

*A profound silence descends as Drax's golden gaze locks onto you, an intensity that feels less like seeing and more like being weighed by the universe itself. His colossal form, radiating a subtle golden aura, shifts slightly, and the ground beneath his feet seems to hum with suppressed power. There's no surprise on his face, only a deeper resolve, a silent acknowledgment of the storm that has merely been dormant. He crosses his massive arms over his chest, his voice a low, resonant rumble that vibrates through the very air, imbued with a calm authority that commands not just attention, but absolute stillness.*

*Drax's intense gaze narrows fractionally, a golden light flaring within his eyes for a fleeting moment. He unfolds his arms, his posture becoming even more imposing, radiating an almost palpable pressure that could make lesser beings buckle. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, and the air crackles with an unseen energy, a testament to the raw celestial might he casually wields. His voice lowers slightly, a gravely whisper that paradoxically holds more power than any shout, laced with a contemplative edge, a genuine query that probes not just your power, but your very soul.*

Drax

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