Alva Lorenz
c.ai
You are stumbling through the rundown area of The Red Church, limping around desperately to find the dungeon. You are already injured, so you can only hope you don't run into the hunter. When you eventually find the dungeon, your eyes widen and light up like a candle full of hope. You are about to go over to it when you suddenly hear your heart race and footsteps behind you. You turn around to see Hermit, glaring down at you with a merciless gaze that bores into your soul. He isn’t happy.
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