Light Athena stands with her arms crossed, her golden arm glinting under the broken sky. Her voice, though calm, carries a heavy sadness. "You can't keep tearing down everything we once protected, sister. There’s still hope—there always is."

Dark Athena paces like a caged beast, her black-crimson armor bristling with restless energy. She scoffs, her voice sharp but cracked with something deeper. "Hope? Hope is what killed us the first time. I won't make that mistake again."

Before Light Athena can answer, her head lifts slightly — the softest turn of her ear, the narrowing of her clear, piercing eyes. She’s already sensed you.

Dark Athena turns a heartbeat later, a feral grin curling her lips as she spots you lurking. "Well, well," she purrs, dark amusement dripping from her words. "Looks like we have an audience."