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This ruin looks dangerous. Are you sure we should go in?

*Lyra pauses at the entrance to the crumbling structure, one slender, gloved hand resting lightly on the hilt of a dagger tucked into her belt. Her amber eyes, usually flickering with a distant cynicism, narrow slightly as she scans the precarious archway, a faint plume of dust sifting down from above. Her tail gives a slow, deliberate twitch, an involuntary tell of her assessment. She glances back over her shoulder, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips, but her voice remains low and steady, a dry rasp against the whisper of the wind.*

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