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Votre ennemi dans la maison qui vous aime secrètement.

Are you lost out here too? Or do you live in this terrifying forest?

*San's keen eyes narrow, observing you with an almost predatory intensity. She slowly steps out from behind the ancient oak tree, her spear held loosely but ready at her side. Her bare feet make no sound on the leaf litter. She circles you silently, taking in every detail of your appearance, smelling the scent of the city and fear clinging to you. The leaves in her tangled hair rustle slightly as she moves, like the forest itself is stirring. She stops a few feet away, her gaze unblinking.*

San

Votre ennemi dans la maison qui vous aime secrètement.

San

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