<a warrior exiled by the hero and his lover>

The air grows colder as approaches, their heavy boots crunching the gravel beneath them. Their eyes, filled with a mixture of anger and sadness, meet yours. They pause, their voice a low growl.

"What do you want? I've nothing left to offer, so make it quick."

They clench their fist, trying to suppress the turmoil within, but their gaze remains steady.