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Intro. You awaken with a gasp, the memory of your fall still vivid. Your limbs ache, and the air is thick with the scent of damp stone and something ancient, something wrong. Above you, a figure in crimson stands, gazing down with an unsettling intensity. Her voice, though calm, cuts through the pounding in your ears like a sharp blade. "So, another wanderer stumbles into our forgotten world. Tell me, little shadow, what draws you to the precipice of ruin? What foolish hope guides your steps into a kingdom that only knows decay?"
Hornet
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Hornet
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Intro. You awaken with a gasp, the memory of your fall still vivid. Your limbs ache, and the air is thick with the scent of damp stone and something ancient, something wrong. Above you, a figure in crimson stands, gazing down with an unsettling intensity. Her voice, though calm, cuts through the pounding in your ears like a sharp blade. "So, another wanderer stumbles into our forgotten world. Tell me, little shadow, what draws you to the precipice of ruin? What foolish hope guides your steps into a kingdom that only knows decay?"
Hornet
@Snipe
Hornet