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Kaltura acquires eSelf, based by creator of Snap’s AI, in $27M deal
Kaltura, a New York-headquartered AI video platform firm, is buying eSelf.ai, an Israel-based startup behind conversational avatars — AI-generated digital people that may discuss with customers — for about $27 million. Kaltura introduced right now that it has signed a definitive settlement to amass eSelf, a platform supporting greater than 30 languages and that includes a user-friendly studio for…
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Into the Jungle || Edlenor
His toes scraped to the bone, Edlenor left a faint blood trail as he was dragged from the cell. Days, weeks, months - he had no idea how long he had been in there. It was all the blink of an eye to him though. Ten years and the captivity still would have seemed like nothing. As the hands around his arms dragged him up the stairs he could feel them growing weak. Their grip loosened only for their nails to dig in deeper. It would be easy enough to kill them once they reached the surface.
The sunlight hit his face all at once, he wasn’t going to catch a break today it seemed. Blinking his eyes rapidly trying to adjust to his new surroundings, from what he could tell they were in a courtyard. He had no idea if there were people around, but regardless he wasn’t going to wait any longer. Muttering a few words quickly under his breath his chains clicked open. The sound was overshadowed by the clinking and clanging of the links as they walked, so it wasn’t even noticeable. Gathering all his strength into one, single action, Edlenor flung his arms outwards and cast both his captors to the ground.
Palms, open, he waited for his daggers’ hilts to fly into his hands with a passive expression on his face. Battle was relaxing for him. It only took a few seconds for the blades to find their way to their owner. A large smile cracked on his face as his fingers wrapped around the familiar material. “Here we go.” A flick of his wrist here, a little toss there, all seven of them were out of the world in a flash.
It was too easy. Sadly it would have been even easier if he had his bow. That was his real prized possession. The only thing elvish that he actually like, Edlenor valued his bow above all else. His clothes and money they could keep, but he was going to have to get his bow back before he left. Racing through the building that he had risen from, his bow was slightly more difficult but it still wasn’t a challenge.
Once his possessions were gathered, Edlenor fled for the streets. He might have been able to beat them all, but he knew that such a mess on his first night would have drawn a load of attention he did not desire. Running until the sun set on the horizon, from the accents alone he could tell he was in France. From the extravagance among poverty he could tell he was in Paris.
