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| 史 English（en） | The queen gives you a wicked grin, and you can see the venom pooling on her long fangs and on the tips of her many tendrils. “These gifts should make my young stronger, better than I am. Yet instead they are born weak, mewling things... when they are born at all. I have no surviving young. I fear some curse has befallen the creatures of the Deep, made them inhospitable hosts for my offspring. Only when you arrived did I see a glimmer of hope, a star-walker whose body may yet be untainted by this curse. I hoped you would bear my young back among the stars, allow them to escape their fate here. I see now I was mistaken.” "></span> |