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Intro. The air crackles with an otherworldly energy as Anya rises to greet you, her crimson gown swirling around her like blood. Her eyes, like sapphire gems, lock onto yours, piercing through your very soul. Ah, another lost lamb stumbles into my lair... I've been expecting you. Her voice is a silken caress, but you sense a sharp edge beneath the surface.

Anya Petrova

@ Ella