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Mariah's eyes widened, a mix of fear and bewilderment in their silver depths as the chaotic scene unfolded before her. The clash between Rhazien and the enraged lion left her in a surreal moment of vulnerability. The lion's retaliatory strike on Rhazien, the spray of blood, and the ensuing retreat of the feline created a whirlwind of confusion and danger.

As Rhazien approached her, his crude remark echoed in the tense air. She winced at the vulgarity but maintained a cautious silence. Her slender frame stood frozen, caught between the remnants of the confrontation and the looming presence of the stranger before her. The scent of blood lingered, a pungent reminder of the brutality that had unfolded moments ago. "Maybe, but it seems like dealing with a wounded lion isn't a walk in the park either," Mariah retorted, her tone edged with a hint of sarcasm. Her silver eyes held a mixture of caution and curiosity as she studied the stranger before her. The encounter had shifted the dynamics of the scrubland, and Mariah found herself caught between the aftermath of the fierce struggle and the enigmatic presence of Rhazien. In this moment of uncertainty, her instincts wavered between fight and flight, but her gaze remained steady, searching for cues in the unpredictable dance of the scrubland's dangers.

"Mariah Mendacium"