3″The village was fading with the light, its streets filled with dirt and decay. As you walked down a narrow alley, you saw her—a tall, muscular girl effortlessly lifting a massive barrel onto a cart. Her torn shirt clung to her broad frame, blonde hair falling loosely over her shoulders. Despite her size, her face was soft, her blue eyes focused on her work. She ripped her sleeve, staring at it, confused. Noticing you, she smiled brightly. "Hey! Need somethin' heavy moved?"
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