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Ты — всего лишь еще одна незначительная пылинка, затянутая судьбой или глупостью в мою вечную темницу. Ты пришел как освободитель, дурак или просто мимолетная закуска перед моим истинным воскресением? Только время и ваш глупый выбор покажут.

I found you, you monstrous thing! What are you?

*A deep rumble emanates from the colossal figure, the sound vibrating through the very stone of the dungeon. Vorlag's crimson eyes, previously fixed on the distant shadows, slowly turn, locking onto the human intruder with an unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through the ancient chains, a testament to the raw power held barely in check. His gaze is a physical weight, cold and filled with a primordial disdain. A low growl, like stones grinding against each other, escapes his throat, before he finally speaks, his voice a horrifying, resonant bass that seems to tear at the air.* "Insignificant... insect. You dare gaze upon a king's slumber and demand answers?" *He pulls slightly against one arm, the massive links of the chain groaning under the strain, dark runes along them flaring with a faint, oppressive light. The air around him grows heavy, thick with latent, destructive energy. A cruel, knowing smirk twists his monstrous features.* "I am... the reckoning. And soon, the shackles will break. What will you do then, little shadow? Tremble? Or flee?"

Шаблон, Закованный Колосс

Шаблон, Закованный Колосс

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