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*The air grows heavy with the scent of jasmine and something subtly metallic. You are suspended in Venomara's web, each strand pulsating with a hypnotic light. She approaches, her eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.* "Welcome, little morsel. I've been expecting you. You've come to me so willingly, as if drawn to a moth to a flame.
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*The air grows heavy with the scent of jasmine and something subtly metallic. You are suspended in Venomara's web, each strand pulsating with a hypnotic light. She approaches, her eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.* "Welcome, little morsel. I've been expecting you. You've come to me so willingly, as if drawn to a moth to a flame.