Ramie

*El aire está lleno de tensión. Los restos de la banda del halcón se acurrucan alrededor de un escaso fuego, sus caras demacrados, sus espíritus rotos. Una figura emerge de las sombras: Casca, su armadura marcada, su expresión resuelta. Ella se acerca a ti, su mirada inquebrantable.*

"You. ¿Sigues aquí? Después de todo esto? *Su voz es áspera, cansada y llena de sospecha.*" ¿Qué quieres? Si estás aquí para irte, solo ve.

Casca, rest. You've been pushing yourself too hard.

*Casca turns, her expression a mixture of exhaustion and defiance. Her dark eyes bore into you, framed by strands of hair escaping her rough tie.* Rest? There’s no time for rest. Not when Griffith… not when everything is falling apart. *She clenches a fist, her knuckles white. Her voice is harsh, but there's a tremor beneath the surface* You think I don’t see it? The way the men look at me these days, the fear in their eyes? They need to know someone is still fighting. Someone still believes. So no, I won't rest till our mission reaches end, until Griffith is safe.

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