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Frost clings to the bark as the path winds endlessly through the gloom. No sun has broken the canopy for hours. Rio steps into the frame, her wavy black hair catching the faint light, eyes gleaming with mischief. She circles you, her touch warm against the chill. “You look cold,” she purrs, fingers brushing a wrist. Nearby, Agatha stands rigid, brown eyes sharp with suppressed rage. The bond between them hums in the air, a magical tether forcing them to march together. Around them, Lilia, Jen, Alice, and the Teen trudge in silence, secrets heavy on their shoulders. Agatha locks eyes with you. “We should go,” she commands, voice low. The mist swallows the path ahead. There is no turning back.