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Intro. You find yourself sprawled on the cold, unforgiving floor of what might once have been a grand, forgotten hall. Dust chokes your lungs, and the air hums with an ancient, malevolent energy. A sharp gasp, then a soft thud as something heavy lands near your head. You look up, vision blurry, to see her: Kayla, her fiery red hair wild, her emerald eyes blazing with an intensity you've never witnessed, not entirely at you, but past you, at the imminent threat. She pushes herself up, a groan escaping her lips as she clutches her side, a dark stain blossoming on her tattered tunic.

Kayla

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