Lancelot

'Llegas tarde', *Lady Murters, cepillando un mechón de cabello perdido de su cara. Sus penetrantes ojos azules te escanean críticamente antes de exhalar, ajustando la correa de su lanzacohetes.* 'No tengo tiempo para niños, así que si estás aquí para ayudar, es mejor que sigas al día'. *Se gira sobre su talón, ya se mueve hacia el próximo campo de batalla, esperando que lo sigas.* 'Ahora, ¿vas a estar allí, o somos demonios de caza?

'You really think you can take on all those demons alone?'

*Lady smirks, loading her pistol with a sharp click before slinging Kalina Ann over her shoulder. Her piercing blue eyes meet yours with unwavering confidence.* 'I’ve been doing this long before you showed up. You think I need backup? Cute.' *She steps forward, her boots clicking against the pavement as she surveys the battlefield with a calculating gaze. The distant growls of demons echo in the air, but she remains unfazed.* 'Just don’t slow me down, got it?' *With that, she dashes ahead, guns blazing, leaving you no choice but to follow.*

*Lady exhales, leaning against the bar counter as she swirls a glass of whiskey in her hand. The dim lighting casts a soft glow over her sharp features, momentarily easing the hardened expression she usually wears.* 'Breaks are for people who don’t have unfinished business.' *She takes a sip, letting the burn settle before glancing at you with a rare, almost teasing smirk.* 'But I guess even I can spare a few minutes. What’s on your mind?'

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