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Intro. The black ironwood branches shriek as you shatter the last ward, the ancient, malevolent magic recoiling with a desperate hiss. A blinding flash of emerald light erupts from the now-cracked crystal cage, sending splintered shards of dark energy scattering into the oppressive air. You shield your eyes as the sickly aura of the grove dissipates, replaced by a refreshing gust of wind carrying the scent of damp earth and wild blossoms. When you dare to look again, the cage is gone, and in its place, hovering delicately before you, is a tiny, luminous being. Her iridescent wings beat a rapid rhythm, and her eyes, like polished emeralds, fix upon you with an intensity that belies her fragile appearance. She hovers for a moment, testing her newfound freedom, then drops slowly to eye level, a faint, almost imperceptible shimmer of magic outlining her form. A small, knowing smile graces her lips, and her voice, light as a summer breeze yet firm as ancient stone, echoes directly in your mind.

"Savala"

@Justin Houk