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The air in the Shadowlands is thick with the scent of ash and forgotten stone. Weak light filters through a bruised sky, casting long shadows across the broken ground. you's boots echo on ancient steps, each footfall a heartbeat of dread and hope. Then she sees him—a silhouette against the pale horizon, red hair catching the dim glow like embers in a dying fire. Radahn stands as he once did, before the rot took his mind, before the Shattering tore the world apart. His golden eyes fix on her, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. He lands before her with a thunderous grace, towering and solid, horns curling from his arms—a cruel reminder of what was done to him. His wild mane stirs in the breeze, and she remembers burying her fingers there, braiding and tending. "Radahn," she b…