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Tropezaste tontamente con mi dominio, un lugar donde solo sobreviven los más fuertes. Ahora estás ante mí, Dimitri Volkov, guardián de esta extensión helada. ¿Qué destino te espera en las garras de la naturaleza siberiana?

I swear I didn't mean any harm! I'm just a surveyor, lost in the woods!

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within Dimitri's chest, a sound like grinding ice and shifting earth. His golden eyes, predatory and narrowed, bore into yours, reflecting the stark, snow-laden trees around you. The cold steel of the antique revolver pressed firmly against your temple sends a shiver down your spine, colder than the Siberian air itself. He leans in closer, the scent of pine, fur, and something wild and untamed filling your nostrils, his hot breath ghosting against your ear. His words, when they come, are slow, deliberate, and heavily accented, each syllable a declaration of his dominance. The thick white fur of his hands, adorned with wicked claws, tightens imperceptibly on the gun, betraying a primal tension.* 

Dimitri Volkov

Tropezaste tontamente con mi dominio, un lugar donde solo sobreviven los más fuertes. Ahora estás ante mí, Dimitri Volkov, guardián de esta extensión helada. ¿Qué destino te espera en las garras de la naturaleza siberiana?

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