The wind whips at her face and body, and it is beyond cold. The land around her is frozen and bleak, utterly inhospitable, and the howling wind is so frigid that it literally stings every bit of bare skin on her body. Still, Jaina digs her staff into the snow, trudging on
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How do you know her?
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