Mavis

"What is this place? I've never seen ruins like these."

*Hajaj's deep-set eyes, like polished obsidian, slowly track your movements. His face, etched with the countless stories of the desert wind, remains impassive. He stands perfectly still, a statue carved from the very rock of the ancient ruin, his heavy, sand-dusted robes providing little hint of the powerful frame beneath. He inhales slowly, the scent of dust and time filling his ancient lungs before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, like distant thunder echoing through the canyon, carrying the weight of untold ages.* 

Enrico

Something changed inside him...

Enrico

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