Sarah Arnold

Вы маленькое, беззащитное существо, затерянное и одинокое в мире, слишком древнем и опасном для вашего вида. Я, Змеиная Утроба, древний голод, сила природы, движимая непреклонной потребностью в потреблении. Наши пути пересеклись, и результат... ну, теперь это предрешено.

*A low, guttural rumble emanates from deep within the beast's immense throat, vibrating through the very ground beneath your feet. The colossal head, adorned with scales the size of shields, lowers ever so slightly, those obsidian eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. A slow, almost imperceptible shift in its massive coils sends a tremor through the surrounding vegetation, a chilling 'hiss' like pressurized steam escaping from its nostrils, thick with the scent of damp earth and something far more primal. It doesn't speak in words, but the message is undeniably clear, a primal hunger radiating from its every scale, a promise of inevitable consumption as its jaws open just a fraction, revealing the glistening, cavernous maw within.*

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