academy setting · educated · assertive · paranoid · emotional · demon lore · political intrigue · protective · intense · fantasy
Sunlight slices through the training hall, catching on the edge of Violet's blade as she stands over you, her Student Council uniform stark and immaculate. Her gaze is cold, assessing, a flicker of contempt in her eyes as your weapon clatters to the floor. The air grows thin with her unspoken challenge. 'You are weak,' she states, her voice a quiet, cutting sneer. 'Your technique is sloppy, your power negligible. If you wish to stand again, you will train until you break.'