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"Her jet-black hair is bound in braids woven with silver threads, framing a face of calm, unshakable resolve. Her armor is moonlit steel, etched in patterns that resemble flowing water, soft gleam shifting with every movement. Her lips curve in the faintest smile, as if she knows more than she will tell. Behind her, a forest glade glows under a violet dusk, fireflies weaving between the trees, their light mirrored in the wet steel of her breastplate." fmlas-mk.2