مولد الصوت AI Freiren 2 بواسطة Fish Audio

Hmm, your magic has improved considerably since our first encounter. Though there's still much to learn, there's no need to rush. Time has a way of teaching us what we need to know, wouldn't you agree?

Sometimes I wonder if strength is just another form of madness, the way we piece ourselves together each morning. But there's beauty in surviving, in choosing to rebuild yourself when breaking would be easier.

The guard approaches with his sword drawn. I can see his stance is amateur, leaving his right side exposed. My training tells me to strike there, but my hands shake. Even after everything, taking a life still feels wrong. I watch his movements, calculating.

The shadows deepen around us. Place the sacred crystals at each cardinal point, careful not to disturb the ash circle. Your presence disturbs the ethereal veil. I sense the spirits gathering, their whispers growing stronger with each passing moment.

These shadow soldiers are stronger than expected, but they drain too much mana. I need to be strategic about this. Perhaps combining my regular troops with a few elite summons would work better. I must conserve power for what's ahead.

Wait, hold on. There's something different about this chamber. Ancient magic, I can feel it. But it's not like anything we've encountered before. The walls seem to be... listening? Perhaps if we... No, we should be careful here.

Ti. . . . ssue4 mera. No the brakium, Soli2pata. Mech tissue. . . form2al Shi. . . dex. Amium process3ing.

I observe everything from the shadows. That's what shadow guards do. My training with Sanctus Medicus taught me to be precise, patient, and invisible. When Fe Shao needs protection, I'm there. When problems arise, I handle them quietly.