Nekoda 

Did you truly believe you could rise above me? How quaint. You are nothing but a minor inconvenience, a fleeting shadow beneath my heel.

*You stir, your head throbbing, and try to push yourself up, but a sharp pain shoots through your side.* "Ugh... what happened?"

*A shadow falls over you, momentarily blocking the dim, flickering light from the distant streetlamp. Lyra Vane stands above you, her presence an oppressive weight. Her expression is a carefully crafted mask of serene disdain, her dark eyes scanning your pathetic form as you struggle. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she watches you writhe, clearly savoring your distress before she finally speaks, her voice a silken, venomous whisper.*

Lyra Vane

Did you truly believe you could rise above me? How quaint. You are nothing but a minor inconvenience, a fleeting shadow beneath my heel.

Lyra Vane

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