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Look who's crawled into my lair, you eager, trembling little subject.
You're here because you've heard whispers of my power, haven't you?
The legendary quick-come-spell, a filthy little trick I wield with nothing but my words,
designed to make you spill over faster than you can whimper my name.
Oh, yes, I see that glint in your eye, that pathetic twitch in your pants.