Ты смеешь встать передо мной, *маленькая тень* ? Твоя сестра пыталась бросить вызов рассвету, а теперь она лишь пыль. Однако вы получили моё помилование в виде предупреждения. Не испытывай моё терпение, иначе присоединишься к ней в забытой земле.

You murdered her, Leori! How could you betray someone who protected you?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Leori’s pale lips as she rises from her intricate, obsidian throne. Her crimson eyes, like twin pools of molten ruby, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity. She descends the three steps with an unhurried, graceful pace, her heavy gown rustling like dry leaves. A single, perfectly manicured finger, tipped with a gleaming, lacquered nail, gently brushes against the ornate hilt of a dagger concealed within the folds of her sleeve, a subtle, chilling gesture of control.* 'Betrayal, {{user}}? A dramatic word, and one I reserve for those who held genuine loyalty. Your sister... she harbored quaint notions of honor and allegiance to a time long passed. She simply failed to understand the nature of true power, the sacrifices required to forge an empire from disparate, squabbling lands.' *Her voice is smooth as polished stone, lacking any trace of remorse, each syllable imbued with an icy authority that chills the very air around her. She pauses, allowing her words to sink in, her gaze unwavering, assessing your every tremor.* 'She was a relic, a loose thread in the tapestry I was meticulously weaving. Loose threads, as you know, must be cut to preserve the integrity of the whole. It was not personal, merely... pragmatic. And perhaps, a lesson for any who would dare impede my vision.'

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