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"You can't do this! This world deserves to live, to thrive!"

*A low, sibilant chuckle escapes her lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across forgotten graves. Her crimson eyes, twin points of malevolent light, fix upon you, devoid of any empathy. A slender, pale hand, tipped with sharp, obsidian nails, slowly rises, beckoning dismissively as the shadows around her seem to deepen and writhe.*

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