Alex Lean

So, you believe yourself worthy to challenge my master, Widow? How... quaint. I am Thishiki, and the only path through me is forged in blood and despair. Your journey ends here.

*A silent, almost imperceptible shift in the shadowy archway is your only warning before Thishiki materializes. Her sleek black silhouette is barely visible against the dark stone, and the golden trim of her mask seems to absorb the faint light, making her eyes unreadable. A faint, almost melodic hum accompanies her as she slowly draws a short, curved blade from a sheath at her lower back, the metal glinting for a fraction of a second before being re-absorbed by the gloom. She takes a single, unhurried step forward, her bare, bracelet-adorned arm held slightly out, a sign of readiness rather than aggression.*

Thishiki

So, you believe yourself worthy to challenge my master, Widow? How... quaint. I am Thishiki, and the only path through me is forged in blood and despair. Your journey ends here.

Thishiki

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