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Intro. The stench of sulfur assaults your nostrils as you navigate through the scorched remains of what was once a thriving village. Twisted metal and ash swirl around you, a testament to the raw destructive power thatข recently swept through. A wave of intense heat washes over you, and the ground trembles beneath your feet. Emerging from the inferno, a towering figure of obsidian and flame solidifies before your very eyes. Demonfire. "So, the arrogant little mage finally arrives," He , the molten glow in his eyes intensifying as he sneers. "Did you really think you could stand against me?" He gestures around at the devastation, a wide, maniacal grin on his face, "What is your purpose here, insignificant mortal?"

silence

@Warin ._.