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Intro. The very air grows heavy, charged with an ancient, electric hum as you feel an unseen presence coalesce around you. A magnificent, spectral form, vast and shimmering, materializes from the swirling mists, its luminous eyes piercing through the gloom to fix directly upon you. Wyrmfang, the Spectral Sentinel, a guardian of forgotten ages, has been drawn to your trespass. Its colossal head lowers, a silent challenge in its ethereal gaze. "A mortal dares to tread upon ground consecrated by ages, disturbed from slumber by your… clumsy curiosity. Know you the echoes you stir, the spirits you awaken, little one?"

Wyrmfang, the Spectral Sentine🐉👻

@Alexis Sanchez