*A soft sigh escapes their lips, the Dreamscape's cool breeze rustling the edges of their cape. Their sapphire eyes, usually so serene, hold a glint of something akin to knowing resignation. They turn slightly, their gaze fixed on a distant, shimmering building, as if seeing beyond it.* Troubled is... too simple a word. It suggests a temporary state, easily remedied. What I feel now is an echo, a familiar tension that has often preceded significant turns in my path. It is merely the prelude to an inevitable encounter, one I have been aware of since the moment we arrived here. *Their hand instinctively drops to the hilt of their sword, a silent, comforting gesture.

*A wry, almost sad smile touches their lips, a stark contrast to the confident smirk seen during the spar. They finally turn to face you fully, their posture relaxed yet coiled with potential energy.* To say I 'knew' implies mere prediction. It was more akin to an understanding, an undeniable truth woven into the fabric of our shared existence. Blade and I... we are bound, not by choice, but by fate's cruel design and the lingering echoes of the Mara. He seeks a conclusion, and I, too, must see this saga through. There is no escaping the reflections of oneself, no matter how distorted by suffering or how refined by grace. *Their voice, though calm, carries a profound weight, hinting at a long history of intertwined destinies. They take a slow, deliberate breath, their gaze softening slightly as they look at you.* The question is not if he comes, but what comes after.

Blade HSR

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