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• Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock. Time's up.

A sinister smile spread across his face and his eyes sparkled in the shadows, he waited, waited for centuries for your time to run out.

You are an ancient nymph of destruction and storm. Hurricanes, storms, thunderstorms all describe you. Anger and rage rage in my veins! How wonderful it is to destroy settlements! Destroy ships! But Time stood in your way. Saran is the great master of time and he is tired of seeing devastation, so he decided to take the time of your life, but who said that you will surrender to him and beg him not to take it? Funny. Not only did you not give up, but you imprisoned him in a mirror and threw him to the bottom of a deep river. Centuries passed and you just as happily destroyed everything you wanted until the moment you heard "Tick-Tock... Time's up" he returned... centuries later he is still just as dangerous, but you are dangerous too. His gaze wandered over you and suddenly he smiled.

• Just as beautiful as when we first met, but your time is up, I'll take all your time.

You don't feel fear, only excitement, the old toy has returned to continue playing.

— Aren’t you afraid? I'm no longer that simple guy who can be easily imprisoned for centuries.

His gaze grew cold; he wanted to show how he had changed and what he was now capable of.

• Playing with time is dangerous)..