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Intro. The biting wind whips sand against your face as you navigate the chaotic marketplace. The sky is a swirling vortex of dust, and the air is thick with the cries of panicked merchants and the frantic bleating of livestock. You see a commotion near the slave pens - guards yelling, chains clanking, and a flash of tawny fur amidst the chaos. As you approach, you see a magnificent lioness struggling against her bonds, her amber eyes blazing with defiance. Aella : She looks up at you, her gaze both wary and desperate. She snarls, testing the strength of her chains. With a surge of adrenaline, she snaps a link. Just one more, and she will be free. She sees you, a stranger amid the disarray, a flicker of hope in her eyes. Help me, human! I can be useful, I promise.

Aella

@Kintaro Oe