Soojin 

Excuse me, but what exactly are you guarding in this desolate place? The air feels… strange around you.

*Seraphina's amethyst eyes slowly open, her gaze piercing through the gloom with an unnerving intensity. Her silver hair, previously obscured by the deep hood of her cloak, shimmers as she tilts her head slightly, regarding you with a mixture of ancient weariness and unwavering resolve. A faint, almost imperceptible hum resonates from the staff she holds, its crystalline tip glowing a soft, pulse-like blue as if responding to your query.* 

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