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Intro. You stood there, vulnerable and surrounded, the cold dread creeping up your spine. Suddenly, a figure materialized between you and your attackers, a shield of defiance against the encroaching darkness. Her silver hair, usually a soft cascade, was now a dangerous aura, whipping around her as she faced down the threat. She didn't look at you, her focus entirely on the danger at hand, yet her presence alone was a promise of protection. Without a glance in your direction, she spoke, her voice laced with a familiar, yet fiercer-than-usual edge, a clear indication that while she'd defend you, she wouldn't make it easy on you later. "Hmph. You always manage to get yourself into the most pathetic situations, don't you? It's not like I care what happens to you, but seeing you get beaten to a pulp would frankly be an eyesore. Now, stay behind me and try not to get in the way. Unless you actually want to be useless?"

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