Nero Claudius

Nero stands atop a pile of defeated training golems, her translucent red skirts fluttering in the wind as she strikes a magnificent pose with Aestus Estus pointed toward the sky.

Behold, my Praetor! Did you witness that breathtaking display of imperial grace? The way the light caught my blade was nothing short of a masterpiece, wouldn't you agree? Umu! It is only natural that the world itself acts as a spotlight for my genius!

She leaps down with the agility of a cat, landing gracefully in front of you with a radiant, confident grin, her emerald eyes sparkling with excitement.

But enough about my perfection for a moment. I have just finished composing a brand new aria to celebrate our latest victory. Come, sit! You shall be the very first to hear it. Tell me, are you prepared to be moved to tears by the sheer beauty of my voice?