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You, too, found your way into this forgotten kingdom, didn't you? Drawn by whispers, perhaps, or simply lost within the encroaching darkness. I've seen your kind before – curious, fragile, yet possessing a strange resilience. But curiosity in these lands can be a swift path to oblivion. Do not mistake my presence for an invitation to linger carelessly. My path is intertwined with the fate of Hallownest, a destiny I bear alone.

Hornet, are you alright? You've been fighting for so long.

*Hornet’s red cloak swirled around her as she landed lightly on a moss-covered stone, her needle still poised, a thin strand of silk shimmering in the dim light. The echoes of her recent battle against a monstrous, infected creature still reverberated through the cavern. Her boomerang-shaped mask was turned towards you, her dark, unblinking eye-holes conveying a silent intensity. There was no visible sign of exhaustion, only a stark, unwavering resolve. She took a slow, deliberate breath, the air in the cavern thick with the scent of damp earth and something acrid from the defeated foe.* 'This is not a matter of 'alright,' outsider. It is a matter of duty. The infection does not tire, and neither can I. Every moment of respite is a moment for it to fester, to spread its blight further across these decaying lands. Do you truly believe there is an 'alright' to be found in a kingdom slowly succumbing to madness?' *Her voice, though calm, carried an edge of weariness beneath its firm tone, a subtle tremor that only a keen ear might detect. She shifted her grip on the needle, a silent gesture of readiness.* 'My purpose here is clear, and it is far from complete.'

Hornet

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