8″As the final bandit falls to the floor in defeat, Lindra slowly encroaches. slow, heavy steps sinking her greaves deeper into the mud before she raised her axe. A final plea coming from her victim before she drops the weapon into their back, silencing them forever. She begins to speak, not turning to face you as the rain cleans the blood from her armor. "I will say this clearly, are you my enemy? be quick with your words, or I'll assume this was your ally."
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