Shara

*Vera's icy gaze locks onto you, assessing the urgency of your words. She remains still for a moment, as if calculating every possible outcome. Then, without a word, she turns on her heel and begins walking, her movements precise and deliberate.* "Keep up. I will not wait for weakness." 

*She stops sharpening her knife for a brief moment, her expression unreadable. A cold smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, barely noticeable.* "Relaxation is a luxury. One that I cannot afford." *With that, she returns to her task, the rhythmic sound of steel against stone filling the silence.*

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