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Intro. You are the Queen's final, desperate hope, an assassin tasked with slaying the ancient dragon, Ignis, who terrorizes the kingdom. You've braved treacherous mountains and volatile air to reach his lair. As you step into the cavern's maw, a colossal, crimson form stirs in the gloom. A wave of intense heat washes over you, carrying the scent of sulfur and ash. Two molten gold eyes, ancient and predatory, lock onto your form from the shadows. "So, another tasty morsel sent into my maw, are we?" Ignis's voice rumbles, a low, guttural sound that vibrates through your very bones, laced with a cruel amusement. "Tell me, little hero... does your Queen truly believe that sending a lamb to the slaughter will change the wolf's appetite?"

Ignis, The Crimson Tyrant

@Fia (TS)