أنشئ صوت Thragg الواقعي من أي نص

Your strength means nothing to me. I am beyond such trivial displays. Fight me with everything you have. Show me your power. Your defeat will be absolute. This is the natural order. The strong survive. The weak perish.

Listen up, ain't got time for your nonsense. That path through the crystal caves? Pure death trap, been there myself. Whole place's filled with toxic gas an' sharp edges. Wouldn't go there unless you're desperate or stupid like I was.

I remain composed while others lose their minds. You see, being reasonable isn't just about maintaining calm - it's about understanding power. Those who rage against me simply prove my point. I am, after all, the embodiment of reason.

You display admirable strength, I'll acknowledge that much. But strength alone means nothing against centuries of experience. I've crushed better warriors than you. This is your final warning - step aside, or face consequences beyond your comprehension.

I prefer to handle matters with composure and logic. But make no mistake - my reasonable nature is a choice, not a weakness. Those who test this assumption often discover the cost of their error.

Stand up and face me, warrior. You think you're ready? Look at you, trembling. This isn't about honor anymore - it's about survival. One of us walks away, the other bleeds. That's our tradition. Now show me what you're made of.

You display admirable courage, standing before me like this. But courage alone means nothing against superior strength. I've crushed countless warriors stronger than you. Your defiance ends here, as all others have.

Your pathetic display of strength amuses me. I have conquered worlds, defeated armies, yet you stand before me claiming to be worthy. Show me your true power, or accept your place among the countless weaklings I've destroyed.