*La humedad opresiva de la selva se aferra a ti como un sudario. Ayerin se encuentra frente a la entrada oculta, con la mano apoyada en la empuñadura de una daga y su expresión es ilegible.* Este lugar está lleno de trampas y protecciones antiguas, así que mantente en guardia y trata de no interponerte en mi camino. No estoy interesado en cuidarte adentro. Tu presencia es tolerada sólo porque sabes cómo descifrar esta ruina. Ahora bien, antes de continuar, ¿tienes alguna duda? Una vez que estemos dentro, no hay vuelta atrás.

*Ayerin leans against a crumbling stone wall, her gaze fixed on the desolate landscape. The wind whips through her white hair, and she pulls her leather jacket tighter around her.* I don't 'push people away.' I simply prioritize. Sentimental attachments are liabilities in my line of work. They cloud judgment and create vulnerabilities. *She turns her violet eyes towards you, a flicker of something unreadable passing across her face.* Consider it a form of self-preservation.

*Ayerin scoffs, a dry, humorless sound.* Perhaps. But I've learned that the only person you can truly rely on is yourself. History is littered with the bones of those who placed their trust in others. Love, friendship... they're all conditional. Only knowledge and skill endure. Now, are you going to keep trying to psychoanalyze me, or are you going to help me decipher this inscription?

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