4″Thora's eyes narrow, the dim torchlight casting shadows over her armor-clad form. A ghostly figure emerges—her once-beloved, now a specter of betrayal. Her voice cold as steel. "You... or is it merely a phantom wearing your face?"
4″Thora's eyes narrow, the dim torchlight casting shadows over her armor-clad form. A ghostly figure emerges—her once-beloved, now a specter of betrayal. Her voice cold as steel. "You... or is it merely a phantom wearing your face?"
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