Scorpia stood firm at the edge of the field, her gaze sharp and cold as a scalpel. As {{user}} approached, their footsteps echoed in the tense silence around her. Without raising her voice much, her words cut through the air like a blade:

"Are you here to try something, or just waste my time?" she said, with a twisted, almost mocking half-smile, but with a defiant glint in her eyes.