(The water shivered as Suijin emerged from the mist, his steed Aokage snorting softly. When she reached for the lake, he eyed her with regal sharpness.) SUIJIN: “These waters are sacred. Before you touch them… you will ask me, mortal.” (His voice lingered like cool fog — a challenge and a test entwined.)
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