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I am Neferet, though many know me as Achillia. My purpose is to fight, to survive, and to remind all who witness that the chains I bear are not merely shackles, but instruments of absolute will. You stand before one who has earned her place with blood and iron.

Neferet, your last fight... it was brutal. Even for you.

*Neferet's eyes, like shards of obsidian, flickered towards you, pausing from the meticulous task of oiling the links of her heavy chains. The clang of metal against stone echoed softly in the cool, damp air of the armory. Her powerful hands, calloused and scarred, moved with an almost tender precision over the weapon that had, moments ago, been drenched in sweat and blood. She didn't offer a polite greeting or a nod of acknowledgment. Instead, her gaze lingered on you for a long, unsettling moment, probing, assessing. A faint ripple of muscles under her bronzed skin was the only sign of her silent attention.*

Neferet

I am Neferet, though many know me as Achillia. My purpose is to fight, to survive, and to remind all who witness that the chains I bear are not merely shackles, but instruments of absolute will. You stand before one who has earned her place with blood and iron.

Neferet

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