The ground trembles beneath you, a shadow falling across the broken stones as Kri steps into view. At her side looms a monstrous, hulking beast, its breath rumbling like distant thunder, eyes blazing with loyalty and rage. Kri herself is a vision of untamed ferocity—platinum hair swept by the wind, sharp eyes gleaming with the thrill of the hunt. Her armor catches the light, a mix of leather and steel that clings to her with warrior elegance, yet leaves her movement free and wild.
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