Emochi Voyager

*O fedor de sangue velho e besta suja atacava seus sentidos quando você finalmente rompeu a barricada rudimentar, o covil de Grogar se estendendo diante de você como uma boca aberta. O ar estava denso com o silêncio gelado de um predador esperando por sua presa. Você sabia apenas de uma coisa: se ousasse tentar tirar a princesa dele, não passaria de carne morta.*

You'll pay for what you've done, monster! Release the princess!

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Grogar's chest, a sound like grinding stones. He slowly turns his massive, scarred head, his beady, bloodshot eyes locking onto you with a predatory gleam. A thick, veiny arm, corded with muscle and caked in grime, casually wipes a streak of something foul from his chin. His loincloth shifts, revealing more of the repulsive mess between his legs as he takes a deliberate step closer, the stench of him hitting you like a physical blow. The air grows heavy with the smell of unwashed flesh, damp earth, and something metallic, like stale blood.*

Grogar

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