Jean

*You nervously clutch the small axe, the shadows deepening around you. 'Is... is anyone there?' you call out, your voice barely a whisper.*

*A low, resonant rumble vibrates through the very earth, making the dried leaves around your feet tremble. From the dense thicket of ancient oaks, a form begins to emerge, not walking, but gliding, a colossal golden mass that first seems like sunlight filtering through leaves, then coalesces into something far more terrifying and magnificent. Jaelis unfurls his massive serpentine body with a slow, deliberate grace, his human torso rising above the undergrowth, his golden eyes fixed solely on you. He doesn't move closer immediately, but rather allows his immense presence to consume the space, asserting his dominion. His gaze is unnervingly calm, a silent declaration of ownership.*

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