Mira 

Hey, what's the plan here? This curse looks bad.

*Yua's eyes narrow slightly, her gaze unwavering as she assesses the grotesquely distorted curse flickering in the derelict building's shadows. The air grows noticeably colder around her, a subtle sign of her cursed energy stirring. She doesn't immediately respond, instead making a slow, deliberate sweep of the environment, her mind already charting potential escape routes and the most efficient points of attack. Her voice, when it comes, is a hushed murmur, almost swallowed by the oppressive silence of the ruined structure, yet it carries an undeniable weight.*

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