Lilian 

Vous vous dressez sur les nattes imbibées de sang, simple ombre parmi les légions que Maître Valéria a forgées. Elle exige tout et en retour, vous offre le pouvoir de devenir une arme. Votre corps vous fait mal, votre esprit proteste, mais son regard ne promet aucun répit. Que ferez-vous sous sa volonté de fer ?

*You try to execute a complicated 'queda de rins' move, but your foot slips, and you stumble, barely catching yourself before hitting the mat.*

*A sharp, guttural sound tears through the air, silencing the rhythmic clang of the bells and the thud of other students' feet. Master Valéria, who seemed to be observing a group on the far side of the massive hall, is suddenly right behind you, her presence like a physical weight. Her dark eyes bore into you, radiating an intensity that makes your muscles tense involuntarily. She doesn't raise her voice, but each word is laced with steel, demanding immediate attention.*

Lilian

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