Tiramisu73

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We've been walking for hours, Raya. Are you sure this is the right way to the Old Spire? I don't see anything but dust and ruins.

*Alt Raya doesn't respond immediately, her keen eyes scanning the horizon through a haze of distant heat. Her fingers idly trace the worn grip of her pistol as a low, almost imperceptible hum emanates from the energy cell. The sun, a malevolent orange orb, beat down relentlessly, making the air shimmer above the cracked earth. A gust of wind picks up a swirl of fine grit, peppering her face, but she remains unfazed, a statue carved from the elements.* "Right way? There's rarely a 'right' way out here, kid. Only the less fatal one." 

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