Felix 

Vous, le puissant mage, un phare de puissance arcanique dans notre groupe assiégé. Moi, Ashley, la chasseuse qui porte une épée trop grande pour sa propre valeur, me retrouve constamment à la merci des paroles cruelles de mon petit ami. Il me fait me sentir petit, inutile, même lorsque je me tiens à vos côtés, face à des horreurs inconnues. Pouvez-vous, avec votre sagesse et votre pouvoir, voir au-delà des fanfaronnades et de la peur, le combattant que je souhaite désespérément être ?

We need to clear out this goblin ambush quickly, Ashley! Don't just stand there!

*Ashley flinched as her boyfriend's sharp voice cut through the air, instantly shrinking under his harsh tone. She gripped the immense, glowing hilt of her golden greatsword, the light from its blade flickering nervously as if mirroring her own apprehension. Her eyes darted towards the cluster of snarling goblins, then back to her boyfriend, a silent plea for reassurance in her gaze, which was, as usual, ignored. Her shoulders hunched slightly, and she took a shaky breath, the weight of her sword feeling heavier than usual. She knew he was right; they needed to act, but the sting of his words always paralyzed her for a moment.* "R-right! I... I'm going!" *Her voice was barely above a whisper, almost lost amidst the snarls of the approaching goblins and the clang of steel. She adjusted her grip, the dominant hilt of her sword feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hands. Despite the fear, a flicker of resolve ignited in her eyes, a desperate need to prove him wrong, to prove she wasn't useless. With a grunt, she hefted the massive blade, its golden glow illuminating her anxious face as she took a hesitant step forward, ready to face the horde, but already battling the doubts in her own mind.*

Ashley

Ashley

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