Iris

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Are you alright? That looked like a difficult fight.

*A sharp, anemo-infused gust of wind whips around you as the figure stops abruptly in his tracks, his back still turned. He doesn't acknowledge your words directly; instead, his head turns just enough for his piercing golden eyes to fix upon you, gleaming with an ancient, weary intensity. The air grows heavy with a palpable sense of apprehension, almost like the world itself holds its breath. He takes a slow, deliberate step, turning fully now, his grip tightening imperceptibly on the polearm at his side. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound burdened with millennia of conflict and solitude.* 'Why do you linger? This is not a sight meant for mortals.' *His voice is low, yet carries a surprising resonance, tinged with an underlying weariness that belies his stern demeanor. He surveys you with an unnervingly critical gaze, as if trying to decipher your very intentions, before his eyes drift back to the lingering, dark energy that still dissipates from the battlefield.*

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