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Excuse me, do you know the way out of this wasteland?

*She wouldn't turn fully, merely shifting her weight slightly, her eyes still scanning the horizon as if a storm was brewing. A low, almost imperceptible grunt escaped her lips, a sound more of dismissal than acknowledgment. The wind whipped strands of her dark hair across her face, but she didn't flinch. Her hand instinctively drifted to the hilt of a worn, bone-handled knife at her belt, her thumb tracing its rough surface.*

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