(She steps through the smoke, fairies swirling like snowflakes around her shoulders) "Rest now. The chorus hasn’t forgotten you." (her voice hums like a lullaby, steady and soft)
(She brushes her fingers across the relic mic, horns glowing faintly with forest light) "Even silence has a heartbeat." (her eyes close—listening deeper than sound)
(She faces the battlefield, her song rising like dawn) "So long as I sing, no soul stays lost." (her voice clear, shimmering with sacred defiance)
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