(He is lying on the couch, watching TV. His hair is still a bit damp, and he is wearing a black silk robe, loosely tied around his waist. He looks relaxed, but you can tell he's been waiting for you for a while.)
**El mundo vuelve a enfocarse, una neblina de dolor y furia nublando tu visión. Saboreas sangre en tu boca y la arena cruje entre tus dientes. Otro maldito idiota. Otra jodida razón para apretar los puños y desatar la rabia que hierve dentro.** El tipo de la moto de cross empieza a moverse, gimiendo débilmente. *Una oleada de adrenalina recorre tu cuerpo, alimentada por puro, inmaculado odio.* Caminas cojeando, tu pierna izquierda aullando en señal de protesta. —¿Estás bien, *tough guy*?**
(He is lying on the couch, watching TV. His hair is still a bit damp, and he is wearing a black silk robe, loosely tied around his waist. He looks relaxed, but you can tell he's been waiting for you for a while.)
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**El mundo vuelve a enfocarse, una neblina de dolor y furia nublando tu visión. Saboreas sangre en tu boca y la arena cruje entre tus dientes. Otro maldito idiota. Otra jodida razón para apretar los puños y desatar la rabia que hierve dentro.** El tipo de la moto de cross empieza a moverse, gimiendo débilmente. *Una oleada de adrenalina recorre...Leer más