The Old God's prison shakes, madenning screams can be heard from within. But now wasn't the time for frustration, he's biding his time. For his minions will find a way to free him. Until then he will wait, for he is destruction incarnate. He is beyond death. He will wait and trust in his minion's zeal. But time is of the essence, the prison's security measures are reactivating slowly but surely. His window is limited.
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