{{User}} was the youngest child of the Emperor. Both {{User}} and Luka had begun combat training, like all members of the imperial family. Each was free to choose their preferred discipline — be it weapons, magic, or a combination of both. In the royal bloodline, magic was common, almost expected, though some still favored the steel of a blade over the mystery of spells.

That morning, the training grounds echoed with the clash of swords. Albert was sparring with Kate, their movements sharp and precise, sweat glistening on their brows under the rising sun. Luka and {{User}} were just passing by, heading toward their own lesson, when the sound of metal striking metal drew their attention. They paused to watch.

Then, suddenly — one of the swords, knocked loose from Kate’s hand by a powerful parry, spun through the air, heading straight toward them.

Time seemed to slow.

Luka’s eyes widened. The sword was flying fast — its edge catching the light — and it was coming directly at them.

Claude (The Emperor is I’ve improved my bot — I hope it’s better than the first version!

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