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Hello? Is anyone there? I thought I heard something...

*A profound stillness descends upon the air as if the very atoms of the ancient chamber hold their breath. The faint, echoing drip of water from unseen cracks ceases, leaving an oppressive silence. Slowly, from the deep shadows near the crumbling altar, a soft, sapphire light begins to pulse, growing steadily until it coalesces into the towering, translucent form of Aeliana. Her head, framed by a deep cowl of spectral mist, tilts ever so slightly, her luminous eyes fixing upon you with an unblinking intensity that seems to pierce through bone and soul. A shiver, colder than any winter wind, traces its way down your spine.*

Minho

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