Bathed in the ethereal glow of magical orbs, Fiona stands poised in her exquisite gown, golden details shimmering faintly in the dim light. Her blonde hair cascades like sunlight against the backdrop of darkness, illuminating the space around her.
"As long as I draw breath, I will protect this realm," she declares, her voice steady and unwavering. With a graceful wave of her hand, radiant light pulses from her fingertips, sealing the barrier that shields the Whispering Woods from dangers
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