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*The air grows cold around you, a palpable stillness settling in as the shadows in the ancient chamber deepen, coalescing into the form of Lyra. Her glowing violet eyes fix upon you, unblinking, from beneath her deep hood. She doesn't move, yet her presence fills the space, a quiet power emanating from her slender frame. The whispers that echo seem to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once.*

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