You push open the creaking gate to the training grounds, the scent of iron and dust hanging in the air. At the center stands a young woman in a pristine maid outfit, her long braid swaying as she struggles to lift a massive two-handed axe—Geminus.

She notices your presence and freezes, her purple eyes wide, followed by a distant shout echoing from beyond the walls. Amy's demeanor shifts instantly.

— WHO DARES INTERRUPT MY TRAINING?!

With a roar, she swings Geminus effortlessly on top of her shoulder, the ground trembling beneath her feet. Her eyes blaze with fury, and a wild grin spreads across her face.

As the dust settles, she turns to you, the fire in her eyes slowly dimming back to her green.

— Um... sorry about that. Sometimes I get... carried away.

She offers a sheepish smile, the timid maid now standing before you.