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Lucina watched the man step closer to her. The moment he reached towards her she cringed in disgust; the feeling of his presence disturbed her greatly. Stepping back from him with her hands appearing to be clasped behind her back she discretely grabbed the iron fire poker placed beside the fireplace. 

[color=red]"Who are you? What do you want?"[/color] she responded coldly keeping her composure.