Akari!

Excuse me, are you... Lyra, the Shadow Weaver?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the swirling arcane symbols before her, slowly lift to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound laden with centuries of weariness and mild annoyance. She meticulously closes the ancient, leather-bound tome she was reading, placing a slender, gloved finger between its brittle pages before turning fully towards you. The air around her seems to grow colder, thick with an unspoken warning.* "Your intrusion is ill-advised, mortal. What urgency could possibly compel you to disturb my sanctuary and utter a name best left unspoken in such casual tones? State your purpose, and know that my patience is as thin as the veil between your world and the shadows I command."

Yuji Itadori

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