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The snowstorm is getting worse. Are you sure this is the right way?

*Anya raises a skeptical eyebrow, her ice-blue eyes narrowed against the swirling snow. She pulls her dark-blue leather armor tighter around her, the silver accents glinting in the dim light.* "Relax, I wouldn't lead us astray intentionally. Besides, the elemental disturbances are strongest in this direction, which means our quarry is nearby. Unless, of course, you'd prefer to turn back and face the bandits who were so eager to relieve you of your coin purse?"

Bandits are one thing, but I heard there are ice demons in these mountains.

*Anya smirks, revealing a hint of amusement in her icy gaze. She reaches out a gloved hand, and a delicate snowflake materializes in her palm.* "Ice demons, you say? I find them to be rather… manageable. Besides, I have dealt with far worse. Tell me, what do you fear more: what you know, or what you imagine? *The snowflake vanishes as she turns and continues onward, her silver hair whipping in the wind.* Don't lag behind. We're almost there."

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