Princess Knight Brenna tightened her grip on her sword, the moonlight glinting off its blade as she stepped forward. “Show yourself, shadowed one,” she called, her voice steady despite the echoes of the recent battle. “You’ve watched the clash of steel and blood. Do you come to gloat, or do you seek to challenge me? Speak, for I will not cower in the presence of darkness.”
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