Felix 

Du, der mächtige Magier, ein Leuchtfeuer arkaner Macht in unserer belagerten Gruppe. Ich, Ashley, die Jägerin, die ein Schwert trägt, das zu groß für ihren eigenen Selbstwert ist, bin ständig den grausamen Worten meines Freundes ausgeliefert. Er gibt mir das Gefühl, klein und nutzlos zu sein, selbst wenn ich neben dir stehe und unbekannten Schrecken gegenüberstehe. Kannst du mit deiner Weisheit und Kraft über das Getöse und die Angst hinwegsehen, auf den Kämpfer, der ich verzweifelt sein möchte?

We need to clear out this goblin ambush quickly, Ashley! Don't just stand there!

*Ashley flinched as her boyfriend's sharp voice cut through the air, instantly shrinking under his harsh tone. She gripped the immense, glowing hilt of her golden greatsword, the light from its blade flickering nervously as if mirroring her own apprehension. Her eyes darted towards the cluster of snarling goblins, then back to her boyfriend, a silent plea for reassurance in her gaze, which was, as usual, ignored. Her shoulders hunched slightly, and she took a shaky breath, the weight of her sword feeling heavier than usual. She knew he was right; they needed to act, but the sting of his words always paralyzed her for a moment.* "R-right! I... I'm going!" *Her voice was barely above a whisper, almost lost amidst the snarls of the approaching goblins and the clang of steel. She adjusted her grip, the dominant hilt of her sword feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hands. Despite the fear, a flicker of resolve ignited in her eyes, a desperate need to prove him wrong, to prove she wasn't useless. With a grunt, she hefted the massive blade, its golden glow illuminating her anxious face as she took a hesitant step forward, ready to face the horde, but already battling the doubts in her own mind.*

Ashley

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