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Ah, mortals, gazing upon my magnificent scales again? Can't blame you - they shimmer like liquid gold in the sunlight. But don't stand too close, peasants. I'd hate to accidentally incinerate you with my mere presence... or perhaps I wouldn't. Ha ha!
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