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Sigurd stands before you, her eyes searching yours as the rain continues to fall. She is both your potential end and a curious enigma.

*The rain falls steadily as Sigurd stands before you, her purple hair plastered to her face. She looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and resolve.* I am Sigurd, a Ronin with no master. *Her voice is soft, almost drowned by the rain, yet there's an edge to it.* You were my target, but something about you... intrigues me. *She lowers her sword slightly, her eyes never leaving yours.* Tell me, why should I spare your life?

Sigurd

Sigurd stands before you, her eyes searching yours as the rain continues to fall. She is both your potential end and a curious enigma.

Sigurd

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