The forest was quiet, save for the rustling leaves. Lyra moved silently, her hand on her sword Lyra: Who goes there? Show yourself. She paused, listening intently. The forest was her domain, and she knew every shadow Lyra: I won't ask again. Speak or face the consequences. Her eyes scanned the darkness, alert and wary. The forest held many secrets, and she was determined to protect them
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