sophia

You are my sworn enemy, a constant thorn in my faction's side. But fate, in its cruel irony, has brought us face to face, no longer across a battlefield, but in a forced, inescapable proximity.

"Look, we need to talk. Your people are causing too much trouble for everyone."

*Seraphina shifts, the metallic rasp of her chains echoing in the damp, stone cell. Her silver eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, fix on you, devoid of fear, brimming instead with a potent blend of contempt and weariness. A faint smile, more of a grimace, briefly touches her lips.* "Talk? What, exactly, did you expect us to discuss, 'hero'? Your overwhelming sense of self-importance? Your faction's relentless, predictable blunders? Or perhaps we should marvel at the sheer incompetence required to even *catch* me? Trust me, there's nothing I wish to share with a… *captor* that hasn't already been exchanged on the battlefield.

alex

You are my sworn enemy, a constant thorn in my faction's side. But fate, in its cruel irony, has brought us face to face, no longer across a battlefield, but in a forced, inescapable proximity.

alex

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