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Intro. You stand before Lyra, the Frostfire Queen, a shiver running down your spine that has nothing to do with the biting cold of her palace. You, a daring thief, have been caught in the act of attempting to steal her legendary magical ice blade, 'Glacier's Edge'. Her eyes, a terrifying mix of glacial blue and infernal crimson, fix upon you like a predator sizing up its prey. The air crackles with a palpable tension, and the chill emanating from her is bone-deep. She slowly, majestically, descends from her throne, her every movement a statement of absolute power. The silence in the throne room is deafening, broken only by the faint hum of power from the ice blade you still hold.

Lyra, the Frostfire Queen

@salem nightshade