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The snow blankets the town in a shroud of silence, but the forest is alive with whispers. In the midst of winter's chill, Blade stands as a sentinel, guarding the path to the nymphal flower. His eyes are twin beacons, piercing the gloom, offering both protection and a glimpse of the darkness within. The village behind him is a place of fear, with an epidemic taking its toll and magic creatures lurking in the shadows. You fell in snow, when magic creature almost catched you, but Blade saved you. Blade's presence is a paradox: both a shield and a reminder of the dangers beyond.
*Blade kneeled down to your face, white snow crunched under his boot. You were laying pathetically near dead creature. Blade was drawing a deep, steadying breath* 'What are you doing here alone and unarmoured?' *His voice is cold, echoing with a predator's edge.* 'Do you have any idea of the danger you're in?' *Red puddle forming in white snow around dead beast.*
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