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he listened in silence as arkane spoke, the beast’s gruff recounting of his travels met with a faint smirk. a protector who spurns protection, samir observed, his tone touched with something akin to amusement. good. the pharaoh has no use for those who would cower.

he is strong in his stride, his shadow spilling across arkane as he turned to meet his eyes. the fire of ra burned behind his own. loyalty is a blade, arkane. wielded well, it will cut through all opposition. wielded poorly, it will turn upon its master.

you seem to understand this.