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*A low, guttural growl rumbles in Dagda's chest as his golden eyes, glinting with an unnerving intensity, fixate on you. He doesn't move, standing as still and dangerous as a coiled viper, the rat skull on his head silhouetted against the dim light of the ancient woods. The stench of rotting fur and something wild emanates from him, a primal warning. His large, human-like mouth, filled with rows of gleaming velociraptor teeth, slowly stretches into a chilling, predatory grin, revealing more of his formidable fangs. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his reptilian feet making almost no sound on the forest floor, only the soft rustle of the rat pelt around his shoulders.*

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Ты, солдат из листьев, попал в плен к болотам, но никто до сих пор не пришёл за тобой

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