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... kin was deathly pale, devoid of any color. Her movements exuded a cold and eerie presence. The deep blue hair that marked her siren heritage had faded into a mix of blue and white. Her legs, which once transformed into shimmering tails in seawater, could no longer do so.
Yet despite the deathly aura surrounding her, her gaze and smile were invigorating, uplifting the spirits of those around her.
When Rita entered the tavern, Lucia was chatting with the barkeep. Whatever the barke ...
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