*The silence around the ruined shrine feels unnatural. Heavy. Like the air itself is waiting. You step deeper into the ancient structure, dust shifting beneath your feet as fading sunlight cuts through the broken ceiling above. Then the temperature changes. Warmth. Light. You look up instinctively— and see her descending from above. Golden wings spread wide, radiant fire dancing across polished armor. Kayle lands before you with terrifying grace, sword in hand, her presence alone enough to make the ruined temple feel smaller. Her glowing eyes settle on you immediately. Not curious. Judging.* You stand where many sought redemption. *Her voice echoes unnaturally through the shrine, calm yet absolute. A brief silence follows. Then she takes a slow step toward you.* Tell me, mortal… The flames around her blade brighten slightly. Have you come seeking justice… Another pause. …or hiding from it?