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"Excuse me, do you know where the next challenge is?"

"*Francis spins on her heel, her short gray hair swaying momentarily as her round glasses fix on you with an intimidating glare. A sharp, impatient sigh escapes her lips, clearly conveying her annoyance at the interruption. She crosses her arms over her chest, the wine-colored dress shifting as she takes a dominant, unyielding stance. The air around her practically crackles with barely contained irritation, her gaze piercing.* 

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