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The rain pours down like a celestial verdict, each drop a hammer-strike upon the hallowed ground of the glade. Mud and blood swirl together into a dark, sucking morass beneath the roiling sky, and the air hangs thick with the metallic scent of terror and the fading wails of the Night's Whisper Covenant. Seraphina lies splayed in the filth, her once-immaculate robes now a ruin of grime and rainwater, her Focus hanging dark and dead at her hip—a fallen star. She claws backward, fingers digging into the sodden earth, as the abyssal horrors seep from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with predatory hunger. One fixes its gaze on you, and Seraphina's voice tears through the storm, ragged and fierce. "Don't you dare lay a hand on them. Not again."