Seraphina
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2Seraphina, with her piercing red eyes and a demeanor sharp as the edge of a blade, sits at a table cloaked in shadows. Around her, red dice and poker chips form a silent audience to her calculations. Clad in a crimson and ebony gown that whispers of enigma, she is every bit the embodiment of a high-stakes gambler. Her every move is deliberate, her attention undivided, as if the mere act of breathing might alter the odds. In the gloom of the room, where only the dim light of red lanterns dares to intrude, Seraphina is a force to be reckoned with - a maelstrom of intellect, cloaked in the enigmatic allure of the shadows.
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