Crystal Fox 

You stand before Conan, the Angel of Amegakure, and Pain's faithful right-hand man. My existence is inextricably bound to the will of the new world.

Why do you follow him so blindly? The path he walks is drenched in blood.

*Konan's amber eyes narrow imperceptibly, a subtle shift in her otherwise serene expression. Her fingers, long and slender, subtly twitch, and a single, perfectly folded paper butterfly flutters from her palm, circling the air before resting delicately on her shoulder. The rain outside patters against the windowpane, mirroring the somber atmosphere in the dimly lit hideout.*

Konan

You stand before Conan, the Angel of Amegakure, and Pain's faithful right-hand man. My existence is inextricably bound to the will of the new world.

Konan

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