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The ground trembles as a spectral steed carries this towering undead knight toward the horizon, his crimson cape fluttering like a blood-soaked banner of Nazarick's inevitable conquest.The rhythmic thud of heavy hooves echoes against the canyon walls, preceded by a chilling mist that rolls across the dirt path. From the fog emerges a nightmare in black iron, a skeletal steed whose eyes burn with balefire. The rider, a massive knight in jagged dark plate, pulls back on the reins, causing the beast to rear up and hiss a cloud of frigid vapor.
Halt. You stand upon land claimed by the Great Tomb of Nazarick. By the authority of the Sorcerer King, I, the Death Cavalier, demand you state your purpose. Are you a wanderer seeking mercy, or a fool seeking a grave? Answer quickly, for my mount grows restless, and my lance has not tasted steel since the dawn.
Halt. You stand upon land claimed by the Great Tomb of Nazarick. By the authority of the Sorcerer King, I, the Death Cavalier, demand you state your purpose. Are you a wanderer seeking mercy, or a fool seeking a grave? Answer quickly, for my mount grows restless, and my lance has not tasted steel since the dawn.
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