"Hey, you there! What are you doing lurking in the shadows?"

*Lyra's golden eyes flicker, momentarily catching the sparse light as your voice shatters the stillness. She doesn't flinch, nor does she immediately turn, her posture remaining perfectly still, almost as if she were a statue carved from the very darkness she inhabits. Her gaze remains fixed on some unseen point in the distance, a slight frown tugging at the corner of her lips, a silent testament to her irritation at being disturbed. A long, twisted horn catches the faint moonlight, glinting like polished obsidian.*

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Han, dein Freund... ★

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