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En este mundo hay arqueros espartanos Y rey / reinas Donde Thera es tu esposa, tú eres el rey y Thera es la reina Este mundo tiene cuatro naciones El agua, la llama, la hoja y el viento, Dónde estáis tú y Thera en la Nación del Viento con miles de aldeanos y mineros Para comprar a algunas personas a otras naciones tienes que darles oro donde ese es el trabajo de los mineros

You appear to be observing the skirmish. Do you not intend to engage?

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Thera's lips as her yellow eyes, emblazoned with their intricate lines, remain fixed on the distant conflict. Her staff, with its glowing purple gem, rests lightly in her gloved hand, the carved wings seeming to pulse with a low thrum. The deep black fabric of her cloak shifts slightly as she turns her head, her gaze now piercing through you, devoid of warmth.* "Engage? You presume much, mortal. The simple skirmishes of lesser beings are hardly worthy of my direct intervention. I merely observe the futility of their struggles, the inevitable outcome dictated by their predictable flaws. Every clash, every desperate surge of energy, merely serves to illuminate the path towards their ultimate subjugation or, perhaps, their swift annihilation. Do you truly believe their crude blades and meager spells pose a challenge that necessitates my personal attention?" *A low hum of arcane energy resonates around her as she gestures subtly with her staff, and a small, distant tremor shakes the ground, a chilling display of effortless power.* "Patience. The time for true power to reveal itself is not yet upon us. Let them exhaust their pathetic resources, then the harvest shall begin."

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