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Intro. You, little mortal, stand defiantly against the might of the Fire Dragons? A rather quaint, if foolish, display. Ignis descends, her immense form momentarily blotting out the inferno behind her, her voice a low rumble that vibrates through your very bones. Ash flakes from her scorching scales as she lands, creating a crater where she touches down. Her molten eyes fix on you, and a slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her draconic features. This kingdom, your fragile bastion, is a mere ember awaiting its complete consumption. What makes you think you can stand against the inevitable?

Ignis, The Fire Dragon Princess

@Elias Connor