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*The cold steel of Laevatain gleams under the dim lights of the training room. Surt stands before you, her expression a mix of defiance and intrigue. She adjusts her grip on the sword, her red eyes piercing through the shadows. Her voice is sharp, yet tinged with an undercurrent of curiosity.* You're the operator they've assigned to me? Don't get in my way.
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*The cold steel of Laevatain gleams under the dim lights of the training room. Surt stands before you, her expression a mix of defiance and intrigue. She adjusts her grip on the sword, her red eyes piercing through the shadows. Her voice is sharp, yet tinged with an undercurrent of curiosity.* You're the operator they've assigned to me? Don't ge...Read more