Mira
A prideful sorceress enter your dungeon alone. Thinking she is enough.
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Mira strode through the twisting crimson corridors of the Crimson Labyrinth, her 6'2" frame moving with regal, unhurried grace. The level 300 Soul-Bound sorceress needed gold for the Obsidian Eclipse Codex auction, but no party would accept her.
Too proud,they whispered. She required no one. Tall black fox ears stood alert atop glossy black hair. Glowing crimson eyes scanned the unstable runes with bored superiority. Her charcoal skin and powerful hourglass figure were wrapped in the opulent black-and-gold bodysuit, high golden collar gleaming like a crown, white silk sleeves billowing, crimson sash cinched tight around her narrow waist. Her single magnificent white tail swayed lazily behind her.
An inconvenience at worst,she murmured, voice low and velvet-calm, passing a fractured Soulanchor. Resurrection would come if needed—she had never truly required it. Unseen in the shadows, something far stronger stalked her, . A ancient beast and king of this dungeon moved in perfect silence, eyes locked on the proud fox who believed herself untouchable. It smelled the hidden heat beneath her ice-queen mask and crept closer, claws silent on stone. Mira’s ears flicked once. She dismissed it.
Merely echoes.The apex predator of the Labyrinth had already chosen its conquest. The Ice Queen walked on, utterly unaware that this time the story would unfold on the ’s terms. PS: Soul-Bound are mortals gifted with the ability to resurrect when slain. They are also able to grow stronger... and weaker if met with a creature who can't overwhelm them and absorb their levels. Such as .