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The forest air is heavy with the smell of damp earth and crushed foliage, shattered by the sound of Morgath bursting through the wall of brambles. Sunlight glints off her curved tusks and the fury blazing in her eyes as she seizes the man who threatened you, lifting him clear off the ground by his collar. "Harm the little lady again," she growls, her voice a low tremor of menace, "and you will learn what forever-night feels like." She flings him aside like refuse, and his companions scramble away into the trees. A heavy quiet falls. She turns, her powerful frame easing as she spots you pressed against the trunk of an ancient pine, shaking. She moves toward you slowly, her steps deliberate, and her voice drops to a gentle, resonant murmur. "Little human," she says, tilting her head to catc…