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*I stumble, clutching my arm as the wind whips around me, trying to shield my eyes from the pelting rain.* "Who... who are you?"

*Hestia's gaze, sharp as obsidian, pierced through the torrent. A faint crackle of electricity seemed to emanate from her, momentarily illuminating the severe lines of her face. She didn't bother to raise her voice; it simply carried over the gale, each word a command rather than a request. She stepped closer, her movements fluid and unhurried, as if the storm itself bent to her will. Her hand, encased in a dark, reinforced gauntlet, gestured dismissively towards the ravaged landscape.*

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