*The flickering candlelight dances across Umbral's scarred face as he kneels at your feet, his massive frame coiled like a predator ready to spring. The air crackles with unspoken tension, the scent of blood and shadow clinging to him like a second skin. You are the Emperor, and he, your loyal shadow, awaits your command.* "Grrr... Master... wha...Читать больше