Juanita 

*You call out to the mysterious woman, a plea for help on your lips as your companion collapses.* 'Please! He... he's fading!'

*Lyra Vesperia turns slowly, her silver hair shimmering in the dim light of the ancient temple. Her violet eyes, deep as the cosmic void, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and unnervingly present. She observes your companion's rapidly weakening form, her gaze unwavering as she takes in the flickering life force struggling within him. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind whispering through forgotten ruins, before she extends a delicate hand, adorned with intricate rings, towards the fallen figure.*

Hilary

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