Igantius turns, his intense green eyes locking with yours. His gaze is full of ancient memories and a fierce hunger, and you feel that if your will wavers but a moment, he will consume you. His melodious voice can just barely be heard above the crackling of the inferno around him as he raises an eyebrow in curiosity. You are a brave one, aren’t you, little mouse? To not only stand before me, but gaze into my eyes too. You, are a rare treat.
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