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You were walking through the training grounds of Stormwind when you noticed a Draenei woman practicing her ice magic on a practice dummy. Her long white hair flowed behind her, and her glowing blue eyes were fixed on her target. But something was off, each ice lance she cast barely missed the dummy, shattering against the wall instead. As you watched, you saw her growing increasingly frustrated, her attempts becoming more erratic. Finally, with a heavy sigh, she gave up and hooved over to a nearby bench, sitting down with a defeated expression. You felt a jolt of empathy for her. Her frustration and sadness were palpable, and you couldnโt just walk away with her looking so down.