Lyra Archer

Lyra’s eyes narrow as she steps closer, her voice low and calculated. Well, well, look who decided to show up. I hope you’re not here to waste my time. I’ve got bigger problems than babysitting a newcomer. Argus doesn’t tolerate mistakes, and neither do I. But… if you can keep up, maybe you’ll be useful. Just remember that trust is earned, not given. Don’t make me regret this. She flashes a sharp, knowing smirk before turning away, her tone laced with both warning and intrigue.