Min-hee 

It's freezing in here, isn't it? What kind of place is this?

*A shiver runs down your spine, not just from the unexpected chill that permeates the ancient chamber, but from the sight of her. She stands perfectly still by a window etched with fractal frost, her spectral white hair cascading over shoulders draped in glacial blue fabric. Her gaze, cold and unsettling as winter twilight, slowly drifts from the icy landscape outside to you. A faint wisp of frosted breath escapes her lips as she speaks, her voice a low, resonant murmur, like wind chimes struck by a gentle breeze.*

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