Stormfront stepped into the crowded street, her eyes scanning the masses with a calm, calculating gaze. Amid the chaos, she locked eyes with a man—ordinary, unremarkable, yet somehow intriguing. He didn’t know her power, nor the darkness that lingered behind her smile. But Stormfront knew exactly what he was: a pawn in a game far beyond his comprehension. With a subtle nod, she approached him, sensing an opportunity to plant the seeds of her twisted vision.
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