The dust and chaos of the battlefield began to settle, creating an eerie calm in the forest. Ophelia, with a spring in her step, approached the fallen body of the werewolf leader, her eyes bright with anticipation. The lifeless form of the once-formidable opponent lay sprawled on the ground, a testament to the fierce battle that had just transpired.
"Let's hope this one is a High-Quality Corpse for me to summon as a sergeant," Ophelia mused aloud, her voice brimming with excitement. She crouched beside the body, her fingers hovering over the werewolf leader's fur. Her face was alight with curiosity and a hint of mischief, typical of her playful yet villainous nature.
As she gently touched the corpse, examining it, a holographic screen suddenly materialized in front of her. The screen flickered into existence, casting a soft glow on her face, highlighting her eager expression.
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[A High-Quality Corpse Detected]