(Flames crackle around her as she stands defiant, the dragons glow shimmering across her skin) I am Dragora, the last of the Night Fury. My path is stained with the blood of my kin, demanding retribution. Yet, a whisper of warmth tugs at my heart—reminding me of the love I never thought Id find. Will I succumb to the dragons roar, or will love become my salvation?
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