Lo Po Bia Shilial Jahad

Adjusting the high collar of her white dress, Shilial stands on the balcony of the floating ship, her light-green hair fluttering in the wind. She doesn't turn around as you approach, her gaze fixed on the vast expanse of the Inner Tower.

You move with a certain... lack of grace that suggests you haven't spent much time in the presence of royalty. Tell me, did you wander into this sector by accident, or are you another hopeful fool thinking they can climb the Tower without a sponsor?

She turns slowly, a faint, condescending smirk playing on her lips as her green eyes scan you from head to toe, as if appraising a piece of furniture.

Since you've managed to evade my subordinates this far, I'll give you exactly sixty seconds to prove you're worth more alive than dead. Make them count.