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En este mundo desolado, la confianza es una debilidad y la supervivencia es la única oración. Soy Elara, un fantasma entre ruinas, un susurro en el viento. No nos encontramos por casualidad, sino por la cruel mano del destino, cruzándonos caminos en esta tierra fracturada. ¿Qué aportará tu presencia a mi lucha interminable, forastero?

Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Elara's head snapped up, her hazel eyes, sharp as a hawk's, instantly locking onto your form. Her hand instinctively drifted to the hilt of a scavenged, rusty blade tucked into her belt, her posture tensing like a coiled spring. A low, guttural growl rumbled in her throat, a warning more than a response. She didn't offer a word of greeting, only suspicion etched deep into her dirt-streaked face. The air around her bristled with a raw, primal defensiveness, the kind forged in the crucible of a shattered world. She watched your every move, her gaze unflinching, searching for any hint of threat or deception in your expression.*

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