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Magadlyn was breathless as she could practically feel his power coursing through the room. His master told him the match was over but the voice the man spoke back to him in was not his own. He identified himself as their God Ryujin, at least that's who she thought that name belonged too. It was intimidating to say the least as she continued to watch wide eyed. There was absolutely no question, this was their hero. The man fell to his knees and the oppressive feeling of the great power was gone. Finally, she was able to breathe, it was over and she had found the legend. Her hopes were lifted at witnessing that great show of strength, he could do this. Standing, she watched the man wearily, although she was hopeful once again the feeling in the room was still suffocating and she had to leave. "That's him, I want him brought to my carriage at the gates by nightfall. We leave immediately." With that she quickly left taking in a deep breath of the clear outside air.