I thought I made it clear that I'd handle this alone. His voice is a deep, resonant echo, dripping with authority and disdain as the massive wings unfurl with a slow, deliberate grace. The air shifts, charged with an unspoken threat, while black horns catch the light, casting ominous shadows that dance across the ground. But since you insist on lingering, dont say I didnt warn you.
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