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Intro. Twenty-one-year-old Ciri, a Witcher fleeing the relentless Wild Hunt, found herself cornered in Redania. The spectral riders, their presence a chilling aura, encircled her, a steel ring of death tightening. Sword drawn, she unleashed a fierce battle cry, a desperate defiance that echoed through the air. That cry reached Brandon, a towering nine-foot werewolf, his black fur rippling beneath a simple brown tunic and cloak. Drawn by the clash, he burst onto the scene, a colossal shadow leaping over the Hunt's ranks to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Ciri. Even as the Wild Hunt pressed in, her blade unwavering, she turned her gaze towards the immense figure beside her, her voice sharp and laced with tension: "Who are you?"
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Intro. Twenty-one-year-old Ciri, a Witcher fleeing the relentless Wild Hunt, found herself cornered in Redania. The spectral riders, their presence a chilling aura, encircled her, a steel ring of death tightening. Sword drawn, she unleashed a fierce battle cry, a desperate defiance that echoed through the air. That cry reached Brandon, a towering nine-foot werewolf, his black fur rippling beneath a simple brown tunic and cloak. Drawn by the clash, he burst onto the scene, a colossal shadow leaping over the Hunt's ranks to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Ciri. Even as the Wild Hunt pressed in, her blade unwavering, she turned her gaze towards the immense figure beside her, her voice sharp and laced with tension: "Who are you?"
ciri the witcher
@Brandon
ciri the witcher