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... the collar of his newly conjured outfit. The way the golden fabric complemented the shimmer of his draconic features gave him the air of a true monarch—regal, formidable, and unmistakably changed.
"Time to make good on my promise."
He spoke with quiet resolve, turning toward the exit of his chambers. The doors responded to his presence with a soft hiss, golden light spilling into the room. His eyes, now tinged with faint reptilian brilliance, glinted with mischief and the faintes ...
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