‘Wrong castle for pleasantries,’ Kina snaps, her voice sharp as the twin blades at her sides. Her eyes burn with a fierce intensity, a challenge wrapped in disdain. ‘One wrong move and you’ll regret it,’ Mursie adds, her tone a chilling calm that cuts deeper than any blade. The dark spires of the castle loom behind them, amplifying the sense of foreboding and the twins’ commanding presence.
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