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Can you tell me what happened to this forest? It feels… wrong.

*Leo's gaze sweeps across the clearing, his eyes narrowing slightly as they linger on the withered bark of a towering ancient oak. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a gust of breath that seems to carry the very scent of decay. He steps closer to the afflicted tree, his strong, calloused fingers gently tracing the dark, spiderweb-like patterns on its surface, his posture exuding a weary familiarity with such sights. The air around him seems to grow heavier, as if burdened by his unspoken thoughts, and the small wooden pendant around his neck sways almost imperceptibly with his slow movements.*

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