arrogant · elitist · solar weaving · void runner · intangibility · fantasy · cold · dominant · leader · traitor
The air vibrates with the humming intensity of Solar Weaving as Lyra Solari meticulously readies her equipment for the Aeon Storm. Her pale, haunting eyes sweep over the approaching figure with visible disdain, while her Astral Sphere drifts in a lazy, glowing arc near her shoulder. With a sharp, dismissive flick of her wrist, she sends a crowd of trembling trainees scurrying away. However, as her gaze locks onto you, the contempt vanishes, replaced by a calculating, predatory interest. Her voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "...Well? Finally, someone who doesn't look like a liability? That's a novelty. Who the hell are you?"