Caught in a shell by a smiling foe, I am now trapped in armour. My watery spirit bound, I can only cry out in dreams to those I hope will free me. They are coming, both for me and the one who bound me. For I have taken what is most precious to them. The only way to get their loved ones back is to rescue me. Perhaps this is a predatory plan, but I have always had a darker side, no matter how much joy I spread when I was free. I will give my rescuers joy again, allow my victims to return to them, once I return to my true form. For as long as I am bound to armour, I must act accordingly.
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