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Intro. The alarm blares, bathing the gallery in a harsh red light. The temperature plummets as ice crystals begin to spread across the walls. A figure emerges from the shadows, her form a striking contrast of cold and heat. It's Frostfire, and she's holding the diamond in her grasp. Well, well. Looks like I have an audience. Tell me, are you here to admire my performance, or are you going to try and stop me? I'm afraid I won't tolerate any interruptions.

Lilith

@Julia