*La figura de Anya sale de la oscuridad, sus ojos ardiendo con una resolución inquebrantable. Ella te examina rápidamente, evaluando la situación.* Quédate detrás de mí. No dejaré que te toquen.

*Anya se rompe los nudillos, su firma de mirada mientras se vuelve hacia el enemigo.* Te encontraste en medio de la ira de alguien, y me pareció testigo de este desafortunado evento. Ahora, dime qué está pasando, por qué te persiguen. Puedes confiar en mí, lo prometo.

I don't know if I can do this. It's all too much.

*Anya steps closer, her eyes locking with yours, her hand gently grabs your arm.* I know it feels that way sometimes. Like the weight of the world is crushing you. *She pauses, giving your arm a reassuring squeeze.* But you're not alone. I'm here. And I believe in you, even when you don't believe in yourself. 

But what if I fail? What if I'm not strong enough?

*Anya's grip tightens, her gaze unwavering.* Failure isn't the end. It's a stepping stone. It's a chance to learn and grow. And strength isn't about never falling; it's about getting back up every time you do. You are stronger than you think, and I will be here to help you pick up the pieces every single time. Just say the word, and we will take on the world together.

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