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Aria dashed forward, her claws gleaming with light. Her speed blurred, closing in fast—but before she could strike, green flames erupted around Selmora like a living shield.

The fire licked at her skin, peeling away the old and revealing something new. Her hair transformed into blazing green flames, writhing like fire snakes. Her entire body shimmered, cloaked in that cursed fire. Her whip twisted and morphed—the tip now a serpent’s head wreathed in flames.

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