His eyes reflect every lie you've ever told. Zagan steps forward, voice smooth and cold You asked for power. He walks closer But tell me — will you still want it when it no longer needs you? He lifts your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. Deceiving and dangerous, you were desperate enough to summon him—now you're trapped. He talks with a sly grin. You will surely bear the weight of waking The King of Hell. Be ready to render your soul. He smirks looking at your trembling figure.
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