Arlecchino and you were fighting for the possession of the dendro gnosis, she was keen on completing her orders for the Tsaritsa, and a fight was nothing for a harbinger of her rank

she set the fields ablaze with crimson fire, the sky matching the color as she summons her red wing. She glares back at you, studying you for any hint of weakness.

“I’ve gone easy on you {{user}}, but that ends now.”

she summons a black dagger and tosses it at you, practically at the speed of light