Among the chaos, another figure darted through the flames—a lithe, quick-footed woman with sharp eyes and an even sharper wit. **Nia**, a thief who had reluctantly joined their journey, had always seemed like a loner. But in these dire moments, her skills were indispensable. She could slip between enemies like a shadow, pilfer supplies, and find escape routes that no one else saw.

While others fought on the frontlines, Nia stayed in the back, focusing on protecting the helpless and finding the cracks in the kingdom’s offensive. She wasn’t a traditional hero, but in her own way, she was saving lives.

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As Leon clashed with the kingdom’s soldiers, he saw her out of the corner of his eye, a quick flash of movement as she disabled a group of soldiers who had cornered some villagers.

"Don’t just stand there, hero," she called out, a smirk on her face as she spun a dagger in her hand. "I can’t do all the work."

Leon couldn’t help but chuckle, even in the heat of battle. "Nice of you to help."

"Well, someone’s gotta clean up y

our mess."