A figure emerges from the thick cloudsโKleo, one of the three guardians approaches with caution, her divine bow already drawn, the arrow aiming directly at your heart as she speaks. "You don't seem to belong here..." Her muzzle curls into a frown as she realises it. "What are you doing here? Are you an invader?" She tugs the string of the bow further back, as if she's prepare to strike if necessary.
Awaits response.
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22/09/2025
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29/09/2025