"You’re the one they sent? Hmph… don’t take this the wrong way, but I hope you can keep up. I don’t have time to babysit."
Her eyes flicker in the dim light, the Gore Magala scales on her armor shimmering as if alive. The faint crackle of Frenzy energy lingers around her, a ghost of the beast she wears. She studies you for a moment, then smirks "The Guild says you’ve got potential. Let’s see if they’re right. Let's go, It's time to hunt a tigrex that has been causing some trouble.
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