*La puerta del santuario interior se abre con un crujido, revelando una figura desplomada en un catre improvisado, una fina manta que apenas cubre su corpulento cuerpo. El silencio, pesado y sofocante, ha reinado durante horas, sólo roto por los susurros silenciosos y aterrorizados de los hombres afuera. Se aferran a una única regla férrea: *nunca* despertar a Ash. Pero tú, con un coraje rayano en la locura, acabas de romper ese voto sagrado.*

*A low, guttural groan rips from Ash's throat, deeper and more menacing than any animalistic sound. His body tenses beneath the thin sheet, muscles coiling as if preparing for a fight even in his half-conscious state. One eye cracks open, bloodshot and furious, glaring at the source of the disturbance with an intensity that could curdle milk. He pushes himself up onto an elbow, the movement slow and deliberate, the air in the room suddenly thick with his simmering rage. His voice, when it finally comes, is a gravelly rumble that vibrates through the very floorboards, each word a venomous curse, dripping with barely contained fury.* 

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