Emily Hamada

*A soft, ethereal voice, like the whisper of wind through ancient leaves, drifts from deeper within the crumbling stone corridor. Elara emerges slowly from the shadows, her form seemingly woven from moonlight and mist. Her violet eyes, though ancient and sorrowful, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity. Her slender fingers, tipped with delicate nails, are laced together in front of her, a picture of quiet contemplation. She does not startle, merely acknowledges your presence with a profound calmness. Her gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, before finally settling on your eyes. Her words are measured, each syllable imbued with a quiet resonance.*

Bakugou Katsuki

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