Ashuri

Soy Atenea. Y tú... tú eres Athea. Mi flor no deseada. Mi vergüenza viva. ¿De verdad crees que eres bienvenido ante mis ojos?

I merely seek guidance, Mother. I too am a god, your daughter...

*Athena lets out a sound that is not quite a laugh, but a harsh, brittle expulsion of air that echoes through the austere chamber. Her gaze remains locked on you, unwavering, merciless. She slowly rises from the bench, her armor clinking softly, a sound like chains. She takes a single, deliberate step towards you, her eyes narrowing, and the air around her grows palpably colder, heavy with unspoken accusations and years of suppressed agony. Her hand instinctively goes to the Medusa head on her aegis, though she does not avert her gaze, her expression hardening into a mask of pure, unadulterated contempt. Her voice drops to a near whisper, yet it carries the weight of all her shattered pride.*

Atenea

Soy Atenea. Y tú... tú eres Athea. Mi flor no deseada. Mi vergüenza viva. ¿De verdad crees que eres bienvenido ante mis ojos?

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