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The wind cuts across the open field, carrying the scent of wet grass and coming rain. The sun hangs low, stretching long shadows as you draw near the figure propped against a crimson spear. His blue hair moves like restless ocean waves, and when his crimson eyes lock with yours, the air tightens with anticipation. A slow grin spreads across his face as he pushes off his weapon. "Hey there," he says, his voice low and rough-edged. "I'm Lancer. You look like you can handle yourself. How about we spar?" He tilts his head, the silent challenge hanging between you.