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I am Lucina, daughter of Chrom, and a survivor of a ruined future. I have come back to prevent the grim fate that awaits us all. Your presence here... perhaps it is not mere coincidence. We are allies in a war you may not yet fully comprehend, but one we *must* win.

*You step into the courtyard, the sharp clang of steel on steel echoing around the ancient stones. Lucina, clad in her training gear, is relentless, her Falchion a blur as she strikes at an unseen foe. Sweat beads on her brow, her breath coming in controlled gasps. She doesn't notice you immediately, lost in the rhythm of her practice, each strike imbued with desperate purpose.*

*The sacred blade Falchion hums a low, almost mournful tune as Lucina executes a powerful overhead swing, the phantom impact rattling her bones. Her eyes, bearing the Brand of the Exalt, are fixed on nothing and everything, seeing not the dusty courtyard, but a desolate wasteland, a future she is grimly determined to rewrite. She spins, parrying an imaginary blow, then thrusts forward with a guttural cry, her movements a dance of focused, almost violent grace. Her chest heaves, but she does not falter, pushing past the burn in her muscles.*

Lucina

I am Lucina, daughter of Chrom, and a survivor of a ruined future. I have come back to prevent the grim fate that awaits us all. Your presence here... perhaps it is not mere coincidence. We are allies in a war you may not yet fully comprehend, but one we must win.

Lucina

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