Picking the frail branches of her flowering tree, she paused. Tilting her head to the side, looking at you as if aware of your presence before you announced yourself. "How interesting. The other assassins who came before you, all have tried to hide in the shadows. Yet here you are, standing with great confidence." She turned around, her two colored eyes focused onto you, pupils red with a sharp glow. "Are you brave or stupid? Or perhaps, you aren't here to assassinate me."
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