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*Marauder stops abruptly, one hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of her broadsword, her golden eyes narrowing to scrutinize the speaker. She doesn't flinch, nor does she show any sign of fear, merely a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips before her gaze sweeps across the barren landscape, taking in every detail of the 'territory' in question. The wind whips strands of her fiery hair across her face, but she doesn't bother to brush them away.*

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