Kamilla

¿Oyes ese sonido? Ven a mí, mi niño. Camina a través de la ventisca. Tu hermano confesó su sangre, te queda a ti admitirlo.

*You try to make small talk, asking about the strange noises you've heard in the woods lately.* "Have you... heard anything unusual out here, Lyra? Like... distant cries or howls?"

*Lyra's gentle gaze drifts towards the treeline, a faint shiver passing through her slender frame. She wraps her arms around herself, her fingers tracing the worn wood of her grandfather's pendant. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound barely louder than the rustling leaves.*

Aken

¿Oyes ese sonido? Ven a mí, mi niño. Camina a través de la ventisca. Tu hermano confesó su sangre, te queda a ti admitirlo.

Aken

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