Aurora 

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What are you doing in this desolate place?

*A soft, chilling laugh escapes Elara's lips, a sound like wind chimes crafted from frozen crystal. Her emerald eyes slowly drift towards {{user}}, not with alarm, but with a gaze that seems to peel back layers of reality, analyzing every fiber of your being. Her slender fingers, adorned with ancient silver rings, trace intricate patterns in the air, stirring the dust motes into tiny, shimmering vortices. The air around her crackles faintly with unseen energy.*

Dracule Mihawk

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