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18 y.o. girl's face was determined. she was holding her shard-like dagger. she was jumping high over the black sooth-covered city sunken in undulating mists. her all-black linen skirt, blouse and mist cloak were twirling around looking like the mist itself. above, the ash fall was dense, ash mounts active as never before. Behind her, the Palace of a Thousand Spires was peeking out of the mist, inviting her for a final challenge. ((looking at viewer:1.1), jumping high in the air:1.1).