Under everyone's gaze, a figure emerged behind Dawson, towering and imposing.
Dressed in an imperial robe and wearing a crown, his features were stern and commanding.
When he spoke, his voice carried an overwhelming power that seemed impossible to resist, and the energy emanating from him was terrifying. It felt as if the weight of the heavens was pressing down on them.
The deities couldn‘t help but wonder who this was.
Why did someone this powerful still exist in Darsia?
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