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Footsteps echoed across the white marble floor. Sunlight streamed through the arch windows on one side, casting shadows on the opposite wall.
Five figures walked together, all in white-like uniforms with golden trims and buttons. Two ladies and three men.
The first lady was tall. She carried a cold aura around her. Her silky black hair flowed from side to side as she walked. Her sharp eyes looked forward, not glancing to the side even once. A long sword hung from her waist, the pommel pure silver with a crystal embedded in it. The hilt was wrapped in black, and the sheath was white with a gold tip.
She rested her white-gloved hand on the sword as she walked.
The second lady was smaller in stature. She had flowy white hair that reached down to her waist. Her eyes were calm and warm. She seemed delicate. She walked with a staff made of some sort of white wood and a red orb at the top, mysteriously suspended above the staff.
