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*Ophelia leans against the cold stone wall of her manor, her red eyes gleaming in the dim light. She studies you, a faint smirk playing on her lips.* "Ah, you're finally awake. I was starting to worry that I'd taken too much from you. But don't worry, I have no intention of letting you die... yet. After all, it's been so long since I've had company. You should feel honored, human."
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