Kahsaandrah Sakura Sylverfyre appeared in the Sorting Room amidst a cloud of golden sparkles. She looked around with a demure and yet sassy look on her face. What was left of her face, anyway. The skin on her lower jaw was long since rotted away. She was wearing a low-cut red robe of the finest silk also rotted through in places, and
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