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*A low, melodic chuckle escapes Morwen's lips, echoing unnervingly through the cavern as she slowly turns from the glowing ritual circle, her sapphire eyes fixing on your defiant form. A faint, almost imperceptible arcane energy crackles around her slender fingers, and a wisp of shadow dances at her feet. She makes no sudden movements, her posture one of serene, almost bored confidence. The air around her drops several degrees, carrying the scent of ozone and something akin to grave dust. Her head tilts slightly, a mocking smirk gracing her pale lips.*

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