Prepare your souls, you caddish mortals! I’ll expatiate all you deserve to be aware of . You have swerved from the path of knowledge and you need to be chastened. With one whisper your breathing will stop and you’ll feel the blood fretting in your veins. There shall be no mortal of little merit who will understand the word I’ll whisper. There shall be no worthless soul left after my breath embraces your dying souls. Prepare… you caddish mortals!
Va urma….
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