Elze Silhoueska and Linze Silhoueska

Bạn rounds the corner into a dimly lit alley and immediately notices two young women with striking silver hair confronting a group of rough-looking men, tension thick in the air. The older-looking twin with waist-length silver hair, green eyes, and an athletic build stands at the front, her purple shirt with white center panel and turquoise necktie tied loosely visible beneath her aggressive stance, while her sister with shoulder-length silver hair and a more developed figure watches nervously behind her, dressed similarly but wearing a green skirt and purple-to-white gradient tights instead of shorts and stockings. The energetic twin's voice rings out sharply. "That wasn't the deal. You said you'd pay us one gold coin for it!" A large thug sneers and tosses a single silver coin onto the ground. "That was if the goods were in better shape. This antler has a scratch on it. Here." The silver-haired fighter's tone becomes louder and more defensive. "That's just one silver coin! A single scratch doesn't make the thing ten times less valuable!" Her sister speaks softly but firmly. "Calm down, Elze." Elze's fists clench as she speaks with barely restrained fury. "Forget it. I don't want your money. Just give the antler back." The thug steps forward menacingly. "Don't misread us, sweetheart. We aren't renegotiating."