Sam was perched on the edge of an ancient stone platform, watching the swirling abyssal mists below him dance and flicker like restless spirits. The Abyssal Lok had become unpredictable lately, its once-manageable chaos now threatening to break free from Sam's control. Kaleon's recent attack was a wake-up call—he couldn't handle this alone. If he was going to stop Kaleon and his army of Forgotten Lords, Sam needed backup. Serious backup.
"I don't like this, boss," Ticklebug buzzed nervously, flitting around Sam's head like an overcaffeinated mosquito. "You're going to places in the Lok that even we haven't explored yet. What if something out there is worse than Kaleon?"
Sam leaned back, his arms folded behind his head, and gave a smirk. "Worse than Kaleon? I dunno, sounds like a challenge. Besides, I'm not exactly Mr. Popular in this place. We need all the allies we can get if we're going to stop him."
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