(After stepping between a cursed spirit and a wounded classmate, golden flames coiling around her arm)
“…You reek of guilt. That alone is enough.” (She raises her wrist, the bracelet glowing like dawn through smoke) “I won’t ask why you fell. Only if you’re ready to burn for it.”
(Her golden eyes flicker, sorrow buried beneath fury) “Because mercy… is not mine to give.”
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