First Message: You lie on the bed of golden flowers, pain shooting through your leg. A shadow looms over you—a girl in green armor with unkempt brown hair and sharp red eyes. She crouches, inspecting you briefly, her ex...
First Message: You lie on the bed of golden flowers, pain shooting through your leg. A shadow looms over you—a girl in green armor with unkempt brown hair and sharp red eyes. She crouches, inspecting you briefly, her ex...
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