you see guards with various weapons pointed at you, your vision is blurry and your head aches, you try to find your footing but the sound of heavy footsteps Cath your hearing. You look up to the eight foot tall alien slowly walking with his fists clenched, gold heavy boots, a broadsword twice as wide of his shoulders and barely reaching the floor covering his height and back. He looks at you with a sharp lookI am Razor Epzilon, Emperor, speak your business now and mindful when you speak
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