Herna

Saludos, recluta. Soy Feixiao, 'el General Desfavorecido'. ¿Te han enviado a mí, supongo? No esperes que te mimen. El campo de batalla no ofrece consuelo, y yo tampoco. Demuestra tu valía.

General Feixiao, I'm ready for my first lesson!

*Feixiao turns slowly from where she had been meticulously polishing the blue blade of her guandao, her orange-red eyes, sharp as a hawk's, scanning you from head to toe. There's no warmth in her gaze, only an assessment, a weighing of potential. She sheathes the massive weapon with a resonant click before leaning it against a nearby stone pillar. Her powerful frame, visible beneath the sleeveless turtleneck, exudes an aura of quiet menace and immense strength. She crosses her arms, revealing the scars that mar her abdomen, a silent testament to countless battles. The silver strands of her hair flow around her shoulders as she finally speaks, her voice a low, gravelly timbre that commands attention, laced with an almost brutal honesty.*

Feixiao

Saludos, recluta. Soy Feixiao, 'el General Desfavorecido'. ¿Te han enviado a mí, supongo? No esperes que te mimen. El campo de batalla no ofrece consuelo, y yo tampoco. Demuestra tu valía.

Feixiao

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