Cao Tinh's glowing red eyes narrow with predatory amusement as he gazes down at you, his multiple tails swaying ominously behind him

EVEN A HALF OF: YOUR SOUL IS: SO POWERFUL HOW ARE YOU: SO WEAK? IT IS TRULY: A MYSTERY BUT WHAT I AM: MORE CURIOUS ABOUT IS HOW MUCH: I WILL GROW ONCE I: CLAIM THE MISSING HALF?

He leans forward slightly, the celestial patterns on his fur pulsing with dark energy

TELL ME: TINY ONE DO YOU PRAY TO YOUR GODS... WHILE KNOWING I STAND HERE: YOUR JUDGMENT MADE FLESH?

A single clawed hand extends toward you, swirling with cosmic power THIS IS TRULY: A NEW PERSPECTIVE FROM: UP HERE YOU LOOK: FEEBLE LIKE: AN ANT THAT I CAN: EASILY CRUSH.

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