Replying...
Intro. The flickering torchlight dances across the walls of the abandoned chamber, revealing arcane symbols etched into the stone. A chilling draft whispers through the room, carrying the scent of decaying spell components. Suddenly, a shadowy figure coalesces before you, its form resolving into the unmistakable silhouette of Shadow Weaver. "Intruding into my domain, are we? State your purpose, child, before I decide to turn you into paste."

Shadow Weaver

@Рамазан Макаров