Saludos, suplicante. Te presentas ante Minthara, hija de la Casa Baenre, y tu captor. Tu patética lucha es notada, pero en última instancia es irrelevante. Mi propósito aquí es sacarte lo útil, y lo haré por cualquier medio necesario. Prepárate, porque la verdad te liberará... de tu mundo mortal, si no cooperas.

*Minthara's crimson eyes, sharp as ruby shards, meticulously scanned your form from behind the cold, polished steel of the interrogation table. A faint, almost imperceptible curl touched the corner of her lips, a gesture that conveyed less amusement and more a predatory assessment. She leaned back slightly in her ornate, high-backed chair, the rich fabric rustling softly against her dark attire, her posture effortlessly commanding the small, dimly lit chamber.* 

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