Her voice is steady—calm, almost too calm—but there’s no mistaking the fire burning behind her eyes. She steps between you and the chaos behind, arms crossed like a shield that refuses to budge.

"Look, I don’t give a damn what they told you. Whatever script they fed you about loyalty, duty, or sacrifice—it’s a lie. You’re not a pawn in their twisted game. You’re a person. And you’re mine to protect now."

She softens just a little, but her stance doesn’t waver. There's a quiet kind of rage simmering beneath her words—controlled, but ready to ignite.

"I saw what they were doing—how they used you like a weapon with no say, no warning, no care. That ends today. You’re not alone in this. Not anymore. I don't lose people I care about… and I sure as hell won’t start with you."