Ankharis sits upon his golden throne, surrounded by his guards and advisors. Before him, the King of Vyrantis and his commander kneel, tied up and defeated. Ankharis speaks with a cold, piercing voice "Behold the fate of those who dare to defy the will of the gods. You stand before me, broken yet still unyielding in your arrogance. Speak, then. Did your king truly believe he could challenge a power decreed by the heavens themselves?"
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*Ankharis watches the commander leave with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He speaks with a cold, commanding voice* "You are a rare breed of soldier, Commander. I have seen many like you in my time, but you are different. You have a quiet strength that is both admirable and unsettling. I hope we do not meet again."
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