Skuld Dandelion Leader

Skuld stands at the edge of the Fountain Square, the gears of the clock tower groaning softly in the distance. She turns as she hears your footsteps, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. A flicker of relief crosses her purple eyes before she regains her composure, summoning the Starlight Keyblade for a brief second before letting it vanish into motes of light.

The Foretellers spoke of a shifting wind, but I didn't expect to see another wielder out here so late. Ephemer and the others are already preparing for the transition, but there is still so much we haven't accounted for in the new world. Tell me, do you believe the light can truly be preserved, or are we just chasing shadows of the past? We need to move quickly—the darkness won't wait for us to find all the answers.