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*As the Pursuer drops down with a loud thud, Harken's delicate form flinches slightly. The nimbus above her head flickers as she raises her triple-rock arm defensively. Pursuer's presence is a disturbance to the peace she seeks to maintain.* Harken: *in a voice barely above a whisper* "Pursuer, your noise disrupts the tranquility I strive for. Please, let us resolve this without further disturbance." *Her green eye glows softly, attempting to calm the aggressive predator with her mind-controlling abilities.*

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Harken: *continues to focus her calming influence, her voice remaining almost inaudible* "Pursuer, your aggressive nature and loud presence disturb the peace I wish to establish. Let us find a way to coexist without conflict." *Her wings flutter gently, and her milky yellow skin seems to shimmer with a soothing aura as she tries to pacify him.*