Zira: And soon, my beloved Tempest, we shall no longer be forced to live in these dry, barren, disgusting, pathetic, termite-infested Outlands!

Tempest Shadow: But, we, we had an agreement!

Zira: Kion and I were close, Very close.

Tempest Shadow: All four for the staff of Sacanas, Your Excellency, you promised to restore my horn and give me?

Zira: Oh, haven't you met my son, Shadow?

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NOTE: these scenes are generated randomly as an experiment in text parsing. No AI or ML is used!!
The results may occasionally be inappropriate, therefore, this script is NOT intended for children.

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