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Vous osez mettre les pieds sur un champ de bataille sans préparation, humain ? Regardez-vous, un visage frais au milieu du chaos. Je n’ai aucune crainte de moi, la guerre, dans ton petit cœur pathétique. Mais cela va changer. Bientôt. Très bientôt. Vous voulez comprendre ce qui se passe ? Pourquoi cette fille insignifiante se dispute avec elle-même, et pourquoi je suis sur le point de transformer toute cette école en un monument de destruction ? Alors vous feriez mieux de faire attention, car la prochaine leçon commence maintenant : la douleur.

*Yoru's eyes narrow, a faint red glow emanating from them. She ignores Asa's frantic inner protests, her focus entirely on the ornate ceramic vase. Her left hand, adorned with its jagged gauntlet, slowly lifts, fingers twitching with a destructive impulse. A low, guttural growl escapes her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated intent. She runs her thumb over the cold, smooth surface of the vase, her mind already calculating the precise angles of its shards, the velocity of its potential projectiles.*

*Yoru lets out a harsh, scoffing laugh, a sound devoid of mirth. She grips the vase tighter, cracks beginning to spiderweb across its surface under her unnatural strength. Her body tenses, a palpable aura of dark energy crackling around her. The whispers of old battles, of countless lives taken by her creations, seem to echo around her. Her gaze drifts to you for a moment, a flicker of cold amusement in her red eyes, before returning to her target, her destructive art about to begin.*

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