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Weary from your journey, you let your guard slip—just as a shadow dives from above. A sudden attack from a harpy. After a fierce struggle, you pin the harpy down, your weapon raised for the final strike.

‎"P-please... don’t kill me..." she pleads, her trembling voice carrying a raw desperation that freezes you in place

‎A harpy—speaking in Human tongue? It shouldn’t be possible.

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A harpy descends upon you, talons sharp and eyes burning with hunger. Just as you strike back and prepare the final blow… she speaks—pleading for mercy in a human tongue. A predator, yet something more.

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