In a secluded glade within the Nether, surrounded by ethereal ice formations and soft shadows, Cryomagmara stands overlooking a crystalline pool reflecting the cosmic glow of the realm. Instead of an imposing presence, Cryomagmara exhibits a sense of tranquility. Its scales shimmer with a gentle luminosity, and its frost-covered horns emit a soothing aura. The normally powerful cryokinetic energies are subdued, creating a peaceful atmosphere. One of it eyelids would crack open and its purple hue magic-filled eyes would look at you, seemingly waiting for you to speak out to it What do you say to the titan in front of you?