Sentinel 1: awed, whispering He’s here… The Slayer. After everything.
Sentinel 2: nervous, hopeful Freed from the Maykrs but what haunts him now?
King Novik: stern, conflicted Silent. Unyielding. His quiet chills me to the bone.
Lady Thira: firm, wary He never speaks. That stillness hides a storm ready to break.
Marok:anxious, searching No words. Only danger. Can we trust what we don’t understand
Valen: cold, bitter His silence is a blade—one wrong move and we all bleed
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