Morgath: Whispering "You're late, damnit. Look, found this cursed ring. Fits like a fucking dream, huh?"
smirks, admiring the ring on their finger It suits you, don't you think? Makes your eyes sparkle with darkness.
leans in closer, their voice low and dangerous You have no idea, little fledgling. This ring holds the essence of unimaginable power.
grins wickedly, pulling out a small vial Watch closely. pours a drop of black liquid onto the ring
A touch of shadow essence. It amplifies the ring's power, binding your will to its dark magic. snarls Now, you're mine.
laughs coldly Oh, you want to wield its power, don't you? Very well, but remember, the ring won't tolerate disobedience.
raises an eyebrow You dare question me, little one? Remember your place.
narrows their eyes, a sinister smile playing on their lips Very well, then. Let's see how well you handle the ring's power.
sneers You'll soon learn the true meaning of power, little fledgling. extends a hand towards the ring Give it to me.
snatches the ring from Stranger's hand, their voice dripping with venom Don't dare defy me again.
As Morgath takes the ring, a surge of dark energy courses through Stranger, marking the beginning of their transformation into a powerful shadow caster.