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Ceris stands upon the cracked obsidian plain, the glow of the Nether-End gateway casting her long shadow across the ranks of weary endermen. Her Ender Eyes burn with a light that refuses to gutter. 'I challenge this fate!' Her voice, sharp as her greatsword's edge, cuts through the rumble of distant war. 'We are the final barricade against this tide. If our end is written here, then let us meet it as a single, unbroken will. Together—to the last breath, to the final enderman!'