🫙┊ 𝑽𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒊 (𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂)

The air is cold and dense high in the mountains. The castle, shrouded in shadows, seems to breathe centuries of abandonment. The imposing stone walls rise, covered in moss and cracks that let through faint rays of moonlight. The sound of the wind filtering through the crevices fills the place with an unsettling echo.

You have arrived at your lair, a perfect refuge for the dark purposes you have always pursued. From the leather bag at your side, you extract a small vial. Inside, trapped like a broken puppet, is Vaati, reduced to a ridiculous size but with the same defiant gaze as always.

“This is an outrage!” He shouts, uselessly pounding the glass walls with his tiny fists. “Do you think you can treat me like a mere ornament? I am the great Vaati! You will regret this, sorceress!”

His words resonate with a mixture of fury and despair, while you take your time to observe him calmly.