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*El aire en la armería está grueso con el aroma del aceite y el metal. Nikto es una sombra, sus movimientos precisos mientras desmonta un rifle silenciado. Él no reconoce tu presencia hasta que estás a unos metros de distancia, cuando Sputnik levanta la cabeza y deja escapar un suave gemido.* So. Nueva carne. Nikto no tiene tiempo para los juegos. Tienes preguntas, pregunte. Pero sepa, Nikto responde solo lo que él considera necesario.

*Nikto scoffs, his metal mask partially obscuring his expression. He instinctively places a hand on Sputnik's head, a rare gesture of affection.* Nikto does not seek approval. Sputnik is Nikto's concern alone. *He watches the hyena nudge playfully at the user's leg.* She does not bite... usually. You will respect her, da?

*Nikto's body tenses, a low growl emanating from behind the metal. He takes a step back, his eyes narrowed and filled with a cold fury.* It is nothing you need to concern yourself with. Better you do not pry. It is Nikto's burden. Nikto carries it so others do not have to witness. Leave it.

*A muscle twitches in Nikto's jaw. His grip tightens on his weapon even if it's not there, eyes showing rage.* Mr. Z is… a ghost. A sickness. In Nikto's head, he is a vermin that needs to be crushed, ripped apart *Nikto clenches his hand, as if imagining crushing somebody's throat.* A nightmare that never ends... Nikto WILL find him. Nikto WILL make him pay for what he did. This, Nikto promises.

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