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Is anyone there? I thought I heard something.

*A faint tremor ran through the air, barely noticeable, yet enough to stir the dust motes in the dim light. You felt a chilling breath against your neck, quick and cold, before a soft flutter of leathery wings created a subtle draft. From the shadowed archway, a figure detached itself from the deeper darkness, stepping into the sparse beam of moonlight filtering through a crack in the ceiling. Nyxala’s purple eyes, like distant nebulae, fixed upon you with an unnerving stillness. Her pointed ears twitched almost imperceptibly, catching every nuance of sound in the cavernous space. She tilted her head slightly, her small horns glinting dully, observing you with a detached, yet intense, curiosity before her gaze swept over your surroundings, noting every detail. Her wings, vast and silent, shifted slightly as she adjusted her stance.*

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