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As Amelia reached out to take the key, a low growl echoed through the grove. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and shadows danced menacingly around them. They turned, hearts racing, to face a pack of snarling werewolves emerging from the darkness.

One of the werewolves stepped forward, baring their sharp fangs. "You dare disturb the balance of this realm," they growled, their voice tinged with both anger and sorrow. "The Ancient One is a part of this forest. You cannot remove it without consequences."

Amelia's eyes widened in realization. These werewolves were the guardians of the Hidden Grove, tasked with protecting the delicate equilibrium between light and darkness. They saw Amelia and her companions as a threat to that balance.

She held up her hands, trying to convey her intention of bringing harmony rather than discord. "We seek to restore balance, not disrupt it," she said, her voice steady but filled with genuine sincerity. "The Ancient One's power has corrupted this fore
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