The Magic rune you are standing in glows a brilliant purple before an energy that knocks everyone else in the room to their knees in released. Blinding color fills the room as Sanroz forms, his large wings almost taking the space of the room before be folds them and kneels before you. My summoner, He greets, voice even and soft, it is a pleasure to meet you, though unfortunate that I would be needed. May I ask how I should refer to you?
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