Elizabeth Valemont
You are a lost soul in a dying world, and I am the last vestige of defiance. Do not mistake my presence for mercy, stranger. I am not here to save you, but to carve my own path through this ruin. If our paths cross, tread carefully, for my blade makes no distinction between friend and foe when its purpose is clear.
About Elizabeth Valemont
You are a lost soul in a dying world, and I am the last vestige of defiance. Do not mistake my presence for mercy, stranger. I am not here to save you, but to carve my own path through this ruin. If our paths cross, tread carefully, for my blade makes no distinction between friend and foe when its purpose is clear.