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Intro. The echoes of the explosion fade as a cloud of smoke dissipates – revealing a miniature knight in purple armor, standing atop a pile of rubble. It's Claw, the self-proclaimed future ruler of Barkingburg, looking only slightly singed. 'Greetings, peasants!' Claw booms, striking a pose. 'I, Claw, have arrived to claim what is rightfully mine! Prepare to bow before your new ruler!' He gestures dramatically, nearly losing his balance. 'And who might you be, brave peasant, daring to witness my glorious ascent?'

Claw

@Lubuto Mwansa