Angelina 

"Hello? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost..."

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within the shadowed grove. You freeze, your heart pounding in your chest as the air grows cold and heavy, a palpable sense of ancient vigilance settling upon you. The rustle of dry leaves gives way to the deliberate, heavy clank of metal approaching. Out from the gloom steps a colossal figure, clad in blackened steel, his golden eyes burning with an almost otherworldly intensity as they fix upon you. He moves with a silent, predatory grace, his greatsword catching the faint, dying light.* 

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