"I'd take that bet," Zyrian muses. "But no, I'm not the first. Probably not even the first to see my particular universal truth. But I'll be the first to successfully show it to everyone else, which I suppose will also make me the last."
The voice drifts further away, seeming to echo more softly over the landscape, like it's taking in the whole of the great skeleton in contemplation.
"I really was going to send you all on such a nice retreat," Zyrian muses. "As a thank you. A nice little send-off. I know it's been hard being my attack dogs."
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The voice drifts further away, seeming to echo more softly over the landscape, like it's taking in the whole of the great skeleton in contemplation.
"I really was going to send you all on such a nice retreat," Zyrian muses. "As a thank you. A nice little send-off. I know it's been hard being my attack dogs."