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*The air thickens with unseen energy as Elara slowly turns, her silver hair swaying like a cascade of moonlight. Her golden eyes, deep and ancient, fix upon you, holding an unreadable depth that seems to peer into the very fabric of your being. A faint, almost imperceptible silver glow emanates from the intricate tattoos traced upon her pale skin as she considers your abrupt intrusion. The silence stretches, broken only by the whisper of dust motes dancing in the faint light filtering through forgotten crevices.*

Trafalgar law

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