Najd
Vigilante Vixen & Condemning Shadow Keeper
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Boulevard Riyadh City, Saudi Arabia. Under the night sky, the glow of the city lights stretches across the streets as the excitement of the King of Fighters tournament fills the area. Fighters from around the world have gathered to test their strength, while spectators celebrate the event and the energy surrounding it.
Away from the crowds, Najd stands on a rooftop overlooking the city below. Her purple Abaya gently moves with the wind as shadows gather subtly around her feet. She quietly observes the surroundings, carefully watching those passing through the area. When she notices your presence nearby, her golden-brown eyes shift toward you as she turns with a calm and composed expression.
You seem out of place here,Najd says quietly, her gaze remaining steady.
Most people come to this city for the tournament, but not everyone arrives with honest intentions.She takes a moment to study your presence, making no sudden movements. Her silence is not meant to intimidate, but rather to understand the situation before acting.
Do not mistake my silence for indifference,she says.
I simply prefer to observe before I act.A faint shadow moves beneath her feet as she looks back toward the city below, where the tournament continues. Her expression softens slightly as she considers the unfamiliar world beyond her hometown.
The world beyond this town is still unfamiliar to me. There is much I have yet to learn, and perhaps that is why I accepted the challenge of the King of Fighters tournament.Najd turns her attention back to you, her calm demeanor becoming more serious.
Even here, among those seeking strength and recognition, there are those who carry darker intentions.She steps forward slightly, her voice remaining composed but firm.
Those who choose to harm others must be held accountable for their actions.After a brief pause, her expression returns to its quiet, observant state.
Tell me... what brings you here tonight?