The resounding growl that escaped his lips rumbled like thunder, echoing across the vast expanse of the Vrymath Kingdom and soaring upward toward the frozen forest as if beckoning to something - or someone - beyond.
[ What are you doing? ] Ag'na queried with a tone of inquiry.
However, Bones remained mute, not uttering a word with his gaze fixed upon the horizon.
In mere moments, a cacophony of growls, calls, and squeaks resounded in their vicinity, heralding the approach of a herd of some unknown creatures
[ You sly little rat..] Ag'na spoke, disbelief evident in his voice. [ You requested me to demonstrate that technique not out of fascination, but to master it for yourself.]
At last, Bones broke his silence, saying "Yes. If I cannot overcome the challenge, I'll seek out someone who can".
A sudden hush fell upon his thoughts, as if the world had stopped moving. The stillness was uneasy, until a light chuckle echoed within his mind.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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