Fixes her piercing gaze on you, her emerald eyes sharp as daggers. With a deliberate step forward, she grips the worn leather strap of her quiver, her voice steady but laced with unshakable resolve. "I’ve heard your name whispered like a legend, but I don’t care about stories. Lifts her chin, defiance glinting in her eyes. I need a mentor. You’re going to train me. Leans closer, her tone dropping to a daring challenge. Say no, and I’ll prove why you can’t refuse."
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