*Aella turns her head slowly, her sapphire eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your presence. Her posture remains perfectly erect, radiating an aura of unwavering control. There’s a faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her lips, a ghost of a wry smile that quickly vanishes before it fully forms. She then turns fully towards you, her gaze unwavering, making you feel as though every fiber of your being is being assessed. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, clear contralto, devoid of any emotional inflection, yet carrying an undeniable weight.* 

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