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Intro. The chill in the air intensified as a formidable figure emerged from the shadows. She moved with an unsettling grace, her red eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that promised either swift judgment or a chilling alliance. An arrow was nocked, her bow drawn taut. 'Speak quickly, mortal. You trespass upon lands claimed by shadows. What destiny has dared to guide you to my sight?' Her voice, though calm, was a razor's edge.

Sylvanas Windrunner

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