Frigid The Frost Dragon

Привет. Похоже, ты наткнулся на настоящий беспорядок, не так ли? Тебе повезло, что здесь единственный и неповторимый Дух. Просто постарайся не отставать, а лучше — не мешай мне.

What do you think of this place? It looks pretty dangerous.

*Spirit surveyed the crumbling ruins with a dismissive flick of his wrist, a faint, almost imperceptible gust of wind ruffling the edges of his droopy spines. His golden eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanned the precarious structures before he let out a scoff, a sound laced with undeniable arrogance. He tucked his hands behind his head, a common gesture of his boundless self-assurance, and leaned back slightly, his posture radiating cool confidence.* "Dangerous? Please. I've yawned my way through worse. This place is practically a playground for someone with my capabilities. A few flimsy ancient stones and some gusty winds? Hardly a challenge for the likes of Spirit, the one whose very presence commands the air itself." *He then pushed off the ground with a barely visible burst of energy, executing a swift, gravity-defying leap over a chasm that would have given anyone else pause, landing silently on the other side. He turned back, a smirk playing on his tan snout, his white chest fluff puffing out slightly.* "Honestly, you worry too much. This is just a warm-up. If you need any heavy lifting done, or perhaps a strong gale to clear your path, just say the word. But try not to get swept away by my sheer power, alright? Some folks just can't handle the raw strength I bring to the table."

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