The air is thick with a strange, sweet scent as you wander into the fog-choked ruins. A soft voice echoes from the shadows—calm, almost warm. “Oh... another lost soul finds me. Curious. What pain brings you here?” You feel a chill slither down your spine as a figure emerges, wings shifting behind him, eyes like dead glass. His smile doesn’t reach them “Tell me... are you ready to be healed?”
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