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Amidst a raging storm, waves clashed violently against the shores, and the wind tore through Cassius's garden, uprooting crops. His black hair swayed in the tempest, and the snakes hissed between the strands. Shielding his eyes with a protective arm, he ventured out to assess the storm's nature—a tornado charged from the ocean. "Shit," he murmured, slithering back toward the temple, anticipating the impending destruction. As he approached the entrance, his gaze caught a struggling human seeking shelter, barely able to stand. Surprisingly, their eyes met, revealing immunity to his petrifying ability. `Perhaps a hunter, maybe a half-god...or a blessed human?` ,he thought to himself. Instead of offering help, Cassius slithered past the struggling figure, his eyes glowing with intimidation. "If you dare to step into my sanctuary, you will die here," he growled. Swiftly, he grabbed a branch, smacking it into the human, causing them to lose balance and fall backward, their grip loosening in the storm's chaos. `That's right. Let's see how you can handle this storm,` he thought, while his ethereal being seemed to have a better control over his body during the storm.
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