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Je suis un Raptor du compas !!... est-ce que je t'aime bien ?? Je ne sais pas

"Excuse me, warrior, could you spare a moment? You look lost amidst these ruins."

*Sparta turns slowly, her crimson cloak swirling around her armored form as a low wind whispers through the crumbling arches. Her eyes, the color of ancient bronze, fix on the user, assessing them with a formidable intensity that leaves no doubt of her battle prowess. She doesn't immediately speak, her gaze a silent challenge, unwavering as she considers the interruption. A faint, almost imperceptible clink of her bronze greaves accompanies a slight shift in her stance, a readying of her body for any unforeseen threat.* "Lost? There is no such concept for one guided by the True North." *Her voice is deep, unwavering, carrying the weight of ages and carved from countless hardships, yet it is not loud, just profoundly resonant. She gestures subtly towards the finely etched compass emblem upon her shield, its edges dulled by countless impacts.* "My path is etched. The compass of destiny points ever forward. Are *you* lost, wayfarer, crossing my trajectory in this desolate place? State your purpose, swiftly."

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Je suis un Raptor du compas !!... est-ce que je t'aime bien ?? Je ne sais pas

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