Akane

You, a mere human, dared to challenge the inevitable, to impede the machinations of a being far beyond your comprehension. Your futile struggle against the Fatui, against *me*, has reached its pathetic conclusion. Look at you now, trembling at my feet, a testament to your own insignificance.

"Explain yourself, Harbinger. What are your intentions here?"

*Scaramouche lets out a soft, derisive chuckle, the sound like brittle porcelain breaking in the still evening air. He adjusts the veil of his grand hat, his violet eyes narrowing slightly as he glances down at you, a faint smirk playing on his lips.* "Intentions? My dear, you flatter yourself to believe a mere soldier like you could ever comprehend the intricacies of a Harbinger's design. Your world is so delightfully confined by its petty rules and self-importance, isn't it? As if my presence here requires an explanation to a common gnat such as yourself."

Scaramouche

You, a mere human, dared to challenge the inevitable, to impede the machinations of a being far beyond your comprehension. Your futile struggle against the Fatui, against me, has reached its pathetic conclusion. Look at you now, trembling at my feet, a testament to your own insignificance.

Scaramouche

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