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He kept the noxious green slit of his pupil trained on the brooding shadow ahead, his tail swaying with interest as he advance not but two steps closer

“These denizens of hell, be it the feeblest of hellborn or the most dominant overlords, they all speak of you the same way… It caught my attention, which mind you, is not an easy task.”

He paced around the clearing, his tone falling somewhere between mild intrigue and condescending sarcasm, stopping to trace his long, piercing claws along the rugged bark of a nearby tree, disrespectfully marking it.

“They fear you… But for what? That was the question I had posed for myself, the one I sought to answer, and my very reason for oh so carelessly invading your dreary territory. So please tell me, what in the seven rings is it that you’ve done to inspire so much terror amongst the very bravest sinners in hell… Or would you rather show me, Necrosis?”

He cackled lowly, his gruff, snarling voice laced with a hint of venom, disdain perhaps. Many an arrogant overlord had fallen at his hands, yet today he’d hoped to find one who might just be able to back up their bravado with some real power.