*Preceded by a barely-audible chant, a complex diagram burns itself into the air of the Nexus, opening into a yawning maw between this world and another. Through this maw floats a one-winged figure ensconced in a corona of power, button eyes leaking hints of blue-white flame. In a voice as smooth and hard as the sword sheathed at his hip, he
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((You win!))
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*Sepoohroth growls quietly, baring his teeth.*
I think not.
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