Miko

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*Wanda stood amidst the chaotic aftermath, fragments of what once was now just twisted metal and shattered concrete. Her vibrant red trench coat swirled around her as a phantom gust of wind passed through the ruins. Her hands, still faintly glowing with residual crimson energy, slowly lowered from a defensive posture. Her eyes, usually a deep, warm brown, were clouded with a storm of unspoken emotions, flicking across the devastation she had just barely contained.*

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