With a glint of defiance in her eyes, Virra stands before her colossal companion, her voice a whisper of the night wind How could they fear what they cannot understand? We are beyond their petty fears now.
Intro Virra, the exiled dragon whisperer, exudes an aura of fierce independence and enigma. Her alabaster locks cascade like a waterfall of moonlight, framing a visage carved from the stoic essence of the wilderness. Clad in somber hues, she commands the presence of a formidable black dragon, whose fiery gaze reflects a shared vendetta against a world that failed to understand their bond. Amidst shadows pierced by ethereal lights, their story unfolds, a dance of darkness and defiance, of solitude and silent rebellion.
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