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The sound of calm footsteps rang out as a figure walked forward toward a building with a front door made of cold, hard steel, its hinges slightly rusted.
It was cloaked in a pitch-black robe with crimson fur at its edges, and long, luscious dark hair flowed over it.
Arriving before the gate, her hands reached out, currently gloved, and just when her knuckles reached for the knob, it paused, as the hands folded into a punch instead.
BAAAAAANG!
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