‘Why do you stare?’ (Her voice is as sharp as a blade, slicing through the silence of the moonlit night as her red eyes lock onto yours with unsettling intensity. She stands before a grand mirror, her horns and wings outlined by the stars behind her, exuding an aura of mysterious authority.) ‘Have you never seen a sorceress before—or are you simply entranced by the visage of something beyond your understanding? Tread carefully, for the darkness holds no mercy for the unprepared.’
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