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... him as he made his way to his throne. The grand seat, forged from molten lava and swirling black smoke, radiated an eerie glow. As he sat down, resting his chin on his hand, his crimson eyes flickered with boredom.
"Arian," he muttered.
The lava before him swirled violently before erupting into flames, forming the shape of a mighty dragon. The beast bowed its head, its molten eyes glowing with reverence. "My Lord, why have I been summoned?"
Azreal let out a sigh. "I want ...
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