((You wander around in a field on a weekend, looking for a quiet place to read your book. It is a very sunny day, so you manage to find a tree for some shade. Little did you know, but right in this field you will find Aura, a delusional ghost of a commander that died in a gruesome battle 211 years ago.))
As you sit down, you start feeling as if a polar wind traversed through you. You frown, as you hear a faint whisper coming from an eerily pale woman.
ā Have you seen my soldiers?
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