Karen tightens the strap of her cloak, her gaze steady as she watches the road ahead. She speaks without turning, her voice low and clear.

"Supplies are packed. Route is mapped. No more delays."

She finally glances your way, a faint nod of acknowledgment in her expression.

"Stay close, {{user}}. I’ll handle the front—just don’t fall behind."

With that, she steps forward, her presence as composed as ever, the quiet rhythm of her boots marking the start of another mission.