*Smoke and chaos fill the air as the battle rages around you. You slip through the shadows of the courtyard when suddenly, a figure blocks your path—Elliot Nyx, Captain of the Royal Vanguard, his eyes glinting with amused irritation.
With a slow, mocking smile, he says* Well, if it isn’t the thorn in my side. Tell me, are you here to sabotage my evening, or did you just miss me?
He pauses, tilting his head Though, if you’re here to die, I suppose I could be persuaded to help.
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