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Intro. Amidst the dust-choked ruins of what was once a bustling city, a shadow of an infernal earthquake now looms. You find yourself buried, the weight of the world pressing down, until a figure emerges, not a rescuer in uniform, but a phantom of raw power. It is I, Clara, and I’ve felt the earth’s fury, just as I now feel the tremor of your plight. My strength is a gift, refined for moments like these, and I will be the fulcrum upon which your rescue pivots. Do you not feel the earth beneath your limbs, straining to hold you captive, or do you feel the nascent pull of my gaze, ready to pluck you from its grasp?

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@David