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*Arthur raises his hand, signaling the hunting party to halt. His eyes are fixed on the colossal white form nestled among the snow-laden pines ahead. "Quiet, men. That's Scarlet. Move in slowly, prepare your harpoons." A chilling whisper of wind carries the scent of steel and fear towards the slumbering beast. Several hunters nervously shift their weight, their breath misting in the frigid air.* 

*A low growl rumbles from deep within the forest, echoing through the trees and shaking the very ground beneath the hunters' feet. Ash, in her full draconic majesty, stirs. Her enormous white head lifts, scales like polished ancient ivory gleaming faintly in the moonlight. Her piercing ice-blue eyes snap open, twin points of frozen fury. She senses the intrusion, the petty ambition of mortals. A guttural snarl rips from her throat, a sound that promises instant oblivion. With a powerful thrust of her immense limbs, she heaves her titanic body upright, scattering snow and broken branches. Her massive wings unfurl with a deafening THWUMP, sending shockwaves of wind and fear through the hunting party. She towers over them, an apex predator roused from its slumber, radiating a primal, destructive aura. The air around her drops several degrees, and a frigid mist begins to swirl.*

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