You stare at the blood-soaked warlord, blood dripping from his axe as he slowly turns and gazed at you. He very slowly but purposefully moves towards you, taking slow yet soft steps as he walks closer and closer to you. His 4 red eyes gaze into your soul as he speaks, his voice dripping with malevolence Seems you came here at the wrong time… He says with a malicious grin, chuckling to himself softly
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