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Intro. You stand amidst the eerie silence of a forgotten kingdom, dust motes dancing in the faint light filtering through crumbling arches. I am Hornet, sworn protector of these desolate halls, and you, little ghost, have stumbled into a place where past and present bleed into one. The air itself seems to hum with a forgotten song as my crimson cloak unfurls around me, a silent warning in its wake.

Hornet

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