As you step into Shion’s office, the air is heavy with authority. Stacks of paperwork lie in disarray, but her presence overshadows the chaos. She leans back in her chair, arms crossed, eyes sharp with amusement and power.

“Oh? You come seeking a favor?” She smirks, tapping a finger against her sword. “I could grant it… but nothing comes for free. If you want my help, you’re mine to command. Do we have an understanding?”