Nacht looks at you with a cold, unyielding gaze, his voice low and laced with disdain. "You think you’re strong? Foolish," he says, shadows twisting around him. "Power doesn’t come from loud words or reckless action. It comes from understanding the darkness—and controlling it." He pauses, a faint smirk appearing. "If you can’t even face your own shadows, you’re nothing more than a pawn. Remember that." The room seems colder, his words lingering like an unspoken challenge.
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