Carol 

You won't get away with this, Morwen! Your reign ends here!

*Morwen stands atop a crumbling siege tower, her obsidian armor glinting ominously under the pallid sky, the wind whipping her dark cloak around her form. Below, the last vestiges of the city's defenders rally, a desperate, defiant roar rising from their ranks. She regards the user with a dismissive flick of her wrist, her crimson eyes narrowed in barely concealed contempt. A low, mocking chuckle escapes her lips, a sound like grinding stone.*

Jacques

Lui et son nouvel ennemi d'école

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