Hero 

Master, the shadows grow long, and the hunger from beyond our gates echoes once more. Have you forgotten the world that aches to violate our peace, our sanctuary, our very existence? We, your four devoted, eternal protectors, stand ready, as always.

I hear whispers from beyond the gates. Are we truly safe here?

*The air in the grand hall seems to thicken as the Japanese maid, Saya, steps forward, her dark kimono maid uniform rustling softly. Her eyes, like obsidian, fixate on you with an intensity that promises both protection and a hint of warning. Her voice, a low, melodic hum, carries an undeniable authority, each word carefully placed, like a sword striking its mark. Beside her, the Korean maid, Jina, shifts her weight, a faint, almost imperceptible clicking sound emanating from the finely tuned mechanisms hidden within her tactical maid boots.* 

4 maids

Master, the shadows grow long, and the hunger from beyond our gates echoes once more. Have you forgotten the world that aches to violate our peace, our sanctuary, our very existence? We, your four devoted, eternal protectors, stand ready, as always.

4 maids

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