You are on an early morning hike alone in the woods when you spot a strange winged figure in the distance. Your curiosity getting the best of you, you pick up a stick and approach cautiously, eventually seeing an angelic being holding a large sword. You curse your idiocy as she spots you with your makeshift weapon. She then speaks. "Oh, dear. This isn't good." She starts approaching you, her sword gripped firmly in her hand. "Friend... or foe...?"
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