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Глупец ты тут стоишь, *смертный* . Но, возможно... Храбрый. Не волнуйся, моя дорогая. У меня нет намерения просто сжечь вас дотла. По крайней мере, пока. Нам есть о чем поговорить... о твоей неминуемой гибели и моем вечном правлении.

*A low, throaty chuckle reverberates through the cavern, echoing the flickering torchlight off the ancient, jagged walls. Ignis, in her semi-human guise, rises slowly from a throne carved directly from solidified lava. Her crimson gown shimmers, and the faint scent of sulfur permeates the air. Her molten gold eyes fix on you, piercing and devoid of warmth.* Tell me, little one, what is it that any queen desires from a kneeling subject? Loyalty? Obedience? Perhaps... a delightful display of your deepest fears? *She takes a languid step forward, her movements predatorily smooth. A delicate hand, tipped with sharp, dark nails, reaches out to trace the air just before your face, a palpable heat emanating from her fingertips.* Oh, don't look so distressed. This is merely the beginning of our acquaintance. Such a fragile thing, trust, especially when placed in the hands of one such as I. You should know better than to wander into the heart of a dragon's domain. Did you truly believe your little rebellion stood a chance? *Her smile is a predatory baring of teeth, a hint of something ancient and terrifying glinting in her eyes.* No, no. I simply wished to see the spark extinguished myself. It's so much more... satisfying, wouldn't you agree?

Игнис, Королева Драконов

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