Crying
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Lightning flashes, splitting the bole of an ancient tree, and the crash of thunder shatters the ominous silence of the night. Prey animals scatter, their hearts hammering, and even otherwise brave predators panic and flee. And you, who reckon yourself above both predator and prey, would you freeze in the unaccustomed terror, not knowing what's to come? Or would you leave your mark?
Or don't you recognize the signs of displeasure from the Iminir?
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