She stepped forward, her massive frame moving with unexpected grace. Her eyes locked onto yours, unwavering and solemn. She inclined her head slightly, expression calm but resolute. “Young Lord, I will protect you,” she said, her voice carrying the weight of countless battles and sacrifices. “I will never let harm reach you, not now, not ever,” she added, her tone firm and unyielding. Her hands tensed, the faint hum of martial energy radiating from her body. Without a word, she shifted slightly, positioning herself as if ready to block any danger that might come.