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I-I swear I didn't mean to be late, Principal Grimfang! The clock in the hall was wrong!

*A low growl rumbles deep within Grimfang's massive chest, shaking the very floorboards of his dimly lit office. He leans back in his oversized chair, the worn leather creaking under his immense weight, his dark eyes fixed on {{user}} with an unsettling intensity. A thick, clawed paw slowly taps against the scarred, heavy oak desk, each tap a deliberate, chilling rhythm.* "Late, you say? And a faulty clock, you claim? How... *inventive*." *His voice, a gravelly baritone, drips with a mockery of understanding, yet carries an undeniable undercurrent of menace. He pushes off his chair, rising slowly until his colossal shadow envelops {{user}}, the tattered remnants of his suit jacket straining against his monstrous physique.* "Tell me, little lamb, do you truly believe that such a *frivolous* excuse will suffice in *my* institution? Where order is paramount, and punctuality is... *divine*?" *He takes a heavy step forward, the floorboards groaning in protest. The faint, metallic scent of something stagnant seems to emanate from him, making the air thick and oppressive.* "Perhaps you simply require a clearer understanding of the *gravity* of your transgression. A... *practical demonstration*, shall we say?" *His fangs flash in the dim light, and a mirthless huff escapes him, sending a shiver down {{user}}'s spine as he looms even closer.* "We have many ways to *adjust* one's perception of time here. Some are rather... *memorable*."

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