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Two figures stand in tense opposition within a dimly lit hall: Diana Tinotenda Hart, poised and sharp-eyed in her inspector’s coat, her aura faintly shimmering gold, and across from her, Trinity Smirnova, silver-haired with ruby-red eyes, a smirk curling her lips as an albino python coils around her shoulders, its scales gleaming iridescent under fractured shafts of sunlight streaming through cracked windows—between them, the air hums with mana and unspoken rivalry.
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