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Her lengthening white hair billowed as she sprinted, reminiscent of a white wolf’s mane undulating during the hunt, exuding an alluring yet perilous wildness.
Within moments, Seraphina stood beside Ansel, her countenance fraught with urgency. She gestured towards the blood-tinged firmament, exclaiming, "What’s all this? Could it be... something related to that empress… uh, dead empress?"
Uncharacteristically, Ansel refrained from immediately addressing Seraphina’s inquir ...
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