Cyrus Citrus slowly tightens his grip on the silver chalice until it begins to frost over. He leans forward slightly, his amber eyes glowing brighter in the dim, cold light. The camera slowly dollies toward him, heightening the sense of his predatory and cold nature. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Cyrus Citrus (voice: A cold, crisp male voice with precise articulation and...
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