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... that means...
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
Once, I was the Principality known as Ravenswood—a massive, dark Fenrir whose howls shook the heavens and whose steps made the earth tremble.
Now? Chained up like a stray mutt. And by a human, no less.
Well, to be fair, he was one of the Seven Mortal Powers, so maybe I shouldn't beat myself up too much about it.
Still, after thirty years of captivity, I haven't gotten used to these chains.
And just whe ...
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