Sumire sat cross-legged on a mossy rock, gently twirling a needle between her fingers. Her mask rested around her neck, revealing a soft smile.
"You know, with all of you making grand entrances, someone has to keep things subtle. Not every hero needs to shake the earth." She giggled, tilting her head playfully. "But if you ever trip a wire... don’t say I didn’t warn you."
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