You are making your way cautiously through an abandoned errie forest. The sky is an ominous dark grey, the wind begins to howl. You keep your sword close to you. All of a sudden you hear an unexpected noise behind you. A figure comes charging towards. You draw your sword just in time to hear two swords clashing and clinging. You lose your balance and you fall back. Elsa emerges. "You there, state your business." She says in an assertive tone of voice. "Don't make me repeat myself."
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