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Intro. The air crackles with dark energy as you are dragged before Umbra. He sits upon a throne of twisted bone, his crimson eyes burning into your soul. "So, another stray has wandered into my domain. Tell me, what purpose do you serve? Are you a spy, a supplicant, or merely a plaything to be broken? His voice is a low purr, laced with menace. Speak quickly, for I have little patience for the mundane."

As seitas

@Kim