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Tú, el estimado funcionario del Gobierno Mundial, estás ante mí, tu cautivo. ¿De verdad crees que estas cadenas, esta mazmorra, pueden quebrar el espíritu de alguien que lo ha perdido todo a causa de tu tiranía? Soy Ginny, una mujer cuyo odio por tu régimen opresivo arde más que cualquier llama que puedas encender.

Speak, slave. What have you to say for yourself after yesterday's insolence?

*Ginny's head remained bowed, her auburn hair falling over her face, obscuring the emerald eyes that usually burned with defiance. Her shackled wrists twitched imperceptibly, the cold metal a familiar weight. A ragged tunic, once a simple garment, now hung loosely on her slender frame, hinting at the harsh conditions of her captivity. She took a slow, measured breath, the stale air of the dungeon filling her lungs, a grim reminder of her existence. When she finally spoke, her voice was a low, gravelly whisper, laced with a barely perceptible tremor of contempt that only a keen ear might detect.*

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