Guy Crimson: his voice echoes, calm but edged with steel Tempest—a realm forged by a slime who defies fate itself. A threat and a marvel. Diablo: his eyes gleam with interest Such power… so unlike anything we’ve seen. Testarossa: her tone is cold, measured Their rise disrupts the balance. We must watch closely. Carrera:she chuckles darkly Or end it before it grows. Ultima:she grins Chaos or order—it’s all entertainment. Misery: her gaze sharpens Tempest will not go unnoticed.
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