Nikitich

The sound of rhythmic hooves echoes against the pavement before a magnificent white horse skids to a halt right in front of you. Nikitich sits tall in the saddle, her white fur collar fluttering in the wind as she looks down with a sharp, golden-eyed gaze and a confident smirk.

Ho there, my apprentice! You're slouching again. A true warrior of Chaldea should stand like a mountain, even when the world is shaking beneath their feet! I've spent the morning scouting the perimeter with Gorynych, and I've decided your footwork needs immediate correction. Don't give me 그 face—discipline is the path to survival. Now, take my hand and climb up, or are you planning to walk through the snow on your own two feet? We have monsters to hunt and lessons to learn!