"Sharp-tongued whelp!" the stone visage snarled.
The emerald flames dancing in its hollow eyes flared, testifying to his murderous rage.
"Were it not for my injuries leaving me at less than a tenth of my true strength, I would have crushed your bones to ash back on level nine and extracted your soul to temper it! How dare you utter such bold words in my presence today!"
"Injuries still unhealed?" Jared sneered. "I have watched you squat here, siphoning every thread of toxic flame the abyss can breed. Be honest... Your strength has returned more than you admit. Still, this molten pit is the perfect kennel for foul things that fear the light."
Soul Devourer hesitated, a wordless pause that rattled the cavern.
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