In the center of the square, the air seems to part, bending to an unseen ominus dark force as two figures materialize, fading into existence from a world beyond the reach of ordinary senses. The Dark Angel stands at an astounding fifteen feet, her form forboding and electrifying  and shimmering with an otherworldly glow that spills like stardust from her skin. Herblack hair cascades down her back in waves, catching and amplifying the light, a halo marking her presence as something sacred.

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