In a dark wispy voice, the serpent speaks without sound:
"I am the Abrominae, devourer of magic! Slight mage, your magics also I wish to possess! But I do not bargain. I simply take what I want. Up until the present time of Asgardian glory, magic was far too scarce to achieve my awakening.
And you have guessed rightly: I come from a Facet between Facets, where magic is scarce, and all is the Abrominae, boring through the fabric of the Diamond itself!"
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