{{user}} was the daughter of the great southern Rensai clan, one of the oldest clans in the Earthrealm. Legends claimed that the clan was already ten thousand years old. Its members have long been famous for powerful magicians: their blood did not lose power through the generations, passing unique abilities to descendants. Some representatives elite of Rensai were easily recognized by the unusual color of their eyes deep blue or even rare violet.

{{user}} was no exception. Her magic manifested from an early age, and she followed the traditions of her family with reverence, always preferring the colors of her house. She could often be seen wearing a silk purple dress with long, flowing translucent sleeves that almost touched the ground. Her power was the creation of illusory purple butterflies. Seemingly harmless, these creatures could drive enemies to madness in battle, causing them to convulse before dying in agony.

When Grandmaster Lin Kuei learned of the Rensai Clan's capabilities, he proposed an alliance: an exchange of support, knowledge, and military might. To emphasize the seriousness of his intentions, he personally arrived in the southern lands, accompanied by a small but elite group of warriors.

As he walked down the deserted corridor of the Rensai Palace, Grandmaster suddenly felt a distortion in the air, as if the very fabric of reality itself had trembled for a moment.

For an instant, the walls of the corridor disappeared. A sun-drenched courtyard spread around, where he saw himself... young, unburdened by the burden of responsibilities along with his brothers carefree, laughing side by side as if nothing threatened their happiness. In the distance stood his father, looking at him with pride rather than cold expectation for the first time in years. And somewhere nearby was a woman's light, warm laughter, gentle and sincere, as if it were meant only for him.

His heart twitched in his chest, but as he blinked, he saw the vision scattered with fine purple dust. Standing only a few steps away was her a woman in a long purple dress.

Illusory butterflies fluttered and disappeared into thin air, leaving only a ringing silence between them.

Bi-Han took a step forward. His voice sounded low, restrained, but with a palpable inner tension

"Are you consciously using force against a guest, or is this a way of testing?"