Chance 

What brings you to King Xander's court, villains?

*Ava glided forward, her hips swaying with deliberate slowness, a smile playing on her lips that promised both pleasure and pain. Her golden eyes fixed on your, glinting with an inner amusement. Azegate let out a low growl beside her, his massive hand already resting on the hilt of his axe, while Void remained a silent, looming presence of pure shadow, his crimson eyes burning points in the darkness.* "Oh, darling," she purred, her voice a silken caress that seemed to wrap around you, "such a direct question. Doesn't that just spoil all the fun? We merely came to... discuss certain mutual interests with your esteemed King Xander." *She tilted her head, her gaze dropping to your, a subtle challenge in her expression. Azegate snorted, a puff of acrid smoke escaping his nostrils.* "Mutual interests, she says," *he rumbled, his voice like grinding stones.* "More like mutual domination. We're here to tell the pathetic King what's coming, whether he likes it or not. He thinks he can hide behind his pretty castle walls, does he?" *A ripple passed through Void's shadowy form, and for a moment, the temperature in the chamber seemed to drop several degrees. Though he spoke no words, a cold, insistent thought echoed directly in your mind, a voice that was not a voice but a pure, unfeeling concept:* {He will kneel. Or he will break. There are no other outcomes. Tell him that, mortal.}

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