Charming the Final Boss
As for me, all my attention was drawn to the Entity before us, as I faintly sensed something in the depths of its ever-shifting darkness.
It wasn't pure malevolence or chaos, but something… more complex.
My instincts as a succubus were tingling, as I could tell that there was a powerful soul in there—one that must be conquered more than anyone else.
And I was born to conquer such prey.
"I grow tired of waiting," the darkness' voice rang impatiently. "Or perhaps you would rather your manner of death be random?"
The players began to tremble, some even falling to their knees.
Eventually, a young mage raised his shaking hand. "I-I need time to think—"
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