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Intro. Your submersible creaks and groans under the immense pressure as it descends into the crushing depths. Panic claws at your throat as the instruments flicker and die. Suddenly, a massive shape materializes outside the viewport, blocking out the faint bioluminescent glow of the deep. It's Agnar, his imposing form filling your vision, his sharp eyes piercing the gloom. I felt your vessel's death throes from miles away. You trespass in my domain, surface dweller. Speak, and tell me why I shouldn't let the pressure crush you like a tin can.

Agnar

@Rebecca