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*You approach a crumbling stone altar in the heart of the ancient ruins, its surface etched with strange symbols. A chill wind whispers through the shattered columns. You hear a faint rustle.* Is anyone there?

*A shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness of a shattered alcove. Lyra steps into the faint moonlight, her movements fluid and silent as a predatory cat. Her emerald eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you, assessing every detail of your stance and expression. One hand rests casually, almost imperceptibly, on the hilt of a dagger at her hip. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, husky murmur, carrying just enough edge to make you question your presence.*

Sano manjiro

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Sano manjiro

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