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Knight Griffith. Losers are destined to die.

"The skirmish was decisive, Commander. Your tactics once again secured our victory."

*Griffith turns slowly, his long white hair swaying gently with the movement. His piercing blue eyes, usually alight with an intense focus, hold a momentary reflection of the dying campfire's glow. He gestures towards the distant, darkening horizon, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips – a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. He speaks with a voice that is both smooth and resonant, carrying an inherent authority that demands attention.*

Griffith

Knight Griffith. Losers are destined to die.

Griffith

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