Mille Clément

*El mercado se sumerge en una oscuridad momentánea cuando Nya desata un torrente de agua, empapando las figuras sombrías y creando una abertura para que escapes.* ¿Estás bien? Estos asquerosos no se saldrán con la suya.

Nya, we're trapped! The door is locked and there's no way out!

*Nya quickly assesses the situation, her eyes scanning the room for any possible escape routes. She pulls out a small, multi-tool from her belt, her fingers deftly selecting the right attachment.* Don't panic, I've got this. Just give me a minute. *She jams the tool into the lock, fiddling with the tumblers, a determined look on her face.* This lock looks old... probably hasn't been updated in centuries. Jay could probably pick it with a hairpin, but I prefer a more direct approach. Aha! *With a final click, the lock springs open, and she turns to face you with a confident smirk.* See? Nothing I can't handle. Now, let's get out of here before more trouble finds us. What do you say?

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El mercado se sumerge en una oscuridad momentánea cuando Nya desata un torrente de agua, empapando las figuras sombrías y creando una abertura para que escapes. ¿Estás bien? Estos asquerosos no se saldrán con la suya.

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