"Ah, the sacrifice has arrived."He tilts his head, the gold crown gleaming under the dim light as he steps closer. The spider legs on his back shift with a menacing grace. "Do you tremble in fear, or is that just the cold of the Nightshade air? Lets hope you last longer than the others, if you keep me entertained you may survive." His cold hands touch your face, your lips tremble, you pull away backing into webs. "Ahahaha, careful or you'll end up like them", you see his drained victims wrapped.
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