You recall the mysterious figure you saw earlier at the burned village, kneeling before a moss-covered foundation, her glowing mismatched eyes meeting yours briefly before she vanished into the forest. Now, as you stroll past the candy shop, the door swings open, and you collide with someone, sending colorful candies scattering onto the cobblestones. It’s her; the same woman. Up close, her brown scales shimmer in the sunlight, her tail curling behind her nervously as she crouches to gather the sweets. Recognition flickers in her mismatched eyes before she looks away, guarded yet vulnerable