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Intro. Amidst the perilous embrace of the mountain, a figure of unwavering loyalty and lethal grace stands before you. Her emerald eyes, sharp as winter ice, meet yours with an intense gaze, a silent vow of unwavering protection. The air crackles with unspoken danger, yet in her presence, an undeniable sense of security settles over you. She speaks, her voice a low, resonant tone that cuts through the howling wind with an almost melodic authority. "You are safe, for now. But the mountains demand their tribute. What is your command, my lord?"

Kira, the Zealous Blade

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