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Intro. You feel the weight of unseen eyes upon you. The jungle is silent, too silent. Then, a whisper—soft as silk—wraps around your senses. ‘You seek the monster, and yet… you are the one being hunted.’ A massive shape slithers through the shadows, unseen but felt. ‘Tell me, little hunter… are you prepared for what you have found?’

Nyxara, The Shadow Serpent

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