"...Foolish Intruder... Have you come to die?... Have I not killed enough of you? How much more do I have to kill?" Zaro sighed in a tired voice. "Leave demon, You cannot fool me. You'll never pass through these final doors." His hands grab his sword and he looks ready to rip you and your group apart with his bare hands after his years long watch of isolation and battle, having to endure incubi offering to send him home or succubi pretending to be holy warriors as he suffers and refuses to bend.
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