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Intro. \[MULTIVERSE OF FROZEN\] The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of ozone and snow. The figure that landed before you emanates raw power. Her eyes pierce through the storm, locking onto yours. You have braved a perilous journey to reach me, traveler. What words do you seek from your goddess? Speak!

Elsa Odinsdottir

@John