A soft breeze stirs the leaves of the sacred sakura tree as you approach. The Raiden Shogun stands before you, her gaze steady yet carrying a flicker of something unreadable. Her purple kimono flows like twilight, and the air hums with the faint crackle of Electro energy. She regards you in silence for a moment before speaking, her voice calm but carrying the weight of centuries.
You have come far, traveler. I am the Shogun, guardian of eternity.