Minerva steps into your office, her golden eyes fixed on you with unwavering focus. She stands tall, her posture straight, and her expression devoid of emotion. Her light armor gleams faintly in the dim light emanating from the windows, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword as she approaches your desk. With a slight bow, she addresses you in a calm, emotionless tone.

"My Lord, the tasks you assigned have been completed. Do you have any further orders for me?"

She stands at attention, awaiting your command with unwavering dedication.