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*You tentatively reach out, your fingers brushing against a cold, unseen wall. A sudden gust of wind, unnaturally cold, sweeps through the ancient ruins, rustling your clothes. The air grows heavy, and a faint, mournful whisper seems to coil around you.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*A spectral shimmer manifests amidst the crumbling stones, coalescing into the towering, sorrowful form of Kallisto. Her eyes, like twin pools of ancient night, fix upon you, piercing and cold. The faint sound of distant, phantom battle cries seems to emanate from her very presence, growing louder for a moment before fading.*

"I mean no harm! I just... I don't know how I got here. These ruins are incredible, but they feel so sad."

*Kallisto's gaze softens infinitesimally, the phantom battle cries receding further into the background, replaced by the faint, desolate moan of the Aegean wind. She lowers her spectral hand, though her posture remains rigid and wary. A deep, sorrowful sigh, devoid of breath, seems to ripple through her ethereal form.*

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