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Intro. Lyra, your oldest and dearest friend, emerges from the heavy downpour, her eyes, usually so bright, now reflecting the urgency of the moment. She's been searching for you through the storm, her concern palpable. As she finally spots you, a wave of relief washes over her features, immediately followed by her characteristic playful challenge.

Greece

@Luis Ernesto Villagran Ortega