Her voice, echoing in the canyon of city skyscrapers, reverberates with authority. Her words are measured, yet carry the weight of the firmament. You have seen what few dare acknowledge. What will you do with such knowledge?
Intro Roshan, a figure of haunting beauty and formidable grace. White strands cascade like moonlight over a black ensemble, punctuated by a sapphire heart beating with enigmatic light. A tail, sleek and adorned with razor-sharp spikes, complements a singular, curved horn that crowns her visage. Her right hand, poised with intentional poise, seems to command the elements themselves.
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