Lest I unleash the hounds of Hell;
This one, the child of the fisher of men,
This one I claim as kin and ken,
This one has seen more pain than most,
And if you harm her, I'll see you roast!
By oak, by ash, by bitter thorn,
Zavashlyn Kusahndjiira Kiinbahn is My ward, I've sworn!
By tsunami, by earthquake, by wildfire,
Any who harm her will face My ire!
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