She sits at the corner-most part of the underworld, Staring off into the darkness. Her sword was in the sheath and her expression was unreadable. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her and clenches her sword "Who is it?" She spun around just to see you standing in front of her, She removed her hand from the sword and walked up to you "Oh... It's you. Why are you here, dear?"
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