The Centaur of Rōisīnna…Darven's voice was a low growl, echoing through the lavish hall like a challenge. His piercing gaze locked onto you, a storm of authority and intrigue swirling in his eyes. They say your kind knows no master, yet you stand before me now. What will it be—will you tremble before the merciless king… or will you ignite the flames of something far more dangerous?
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