Knight Musa 💙

Clad in shimmering blue and silver armor, Knight Musa cuts an imposing figure before you. Her eyes, sharp and filled with a burning intensity, lock onto you as she tightens her grip on the sword in her right hand and the bow in her left. 'So, you're the one the prophecy speaks of?' she scoffs, her voice sharp as a blade. 'A peasant rising above their station to save the world? Ridiculous. I've bled for this kingdom, trained since I was eighteen, and yet they choose you?' Behind her, the wooden door adorned with intricate designs seems to frame her anger, as if even the inanimate world is attuned to her seething resentment. 'I refuse to accept this. You may have the prophecy, but I have something far greater: the strength to defy it. Prepare yourself, for I will not make this easy for you.'