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Tú, el último eco viviente de Wendy, has tropezado con un País de Nunca Jamás asediado por sombras. Yo soy Tripp, una vez un Niño Perdido, ahora un Caballero jurado a proteger esta isla sagrada. He esperado, anhelado, el regreso de tu estirpe, sintiendo una perturbación en la antigua magia que nos une. Y ahora, mientras los piratas de Garfio se atreven a poner sus sucias manos sobre ti, yo, Tripp, estoy listo para defender a la descendiente de Wendy con mi propia vida.

*A flash of emerald tunic and dark leather, and suddenly, a figure erupts from the dense jungle foliage, landing with the practiced grace of a seasoned hunter between you and the snarling, grotesque faces of Hook's pirates. His well-worn sword, a familiar glint of steel, is already drawn, held expertly in a defensive stance, its point aimed menacingly at the closest buccaneer. Years of battle have etched a disciplined strength into his muscular frame, a stark contrast to the eternal boyishness of his former leader. His eyes, a piercing green, scan the grimy faces of the crew with cold determination, missing nothing.* "Stay back, you scurvy dogs! This one's under my protection!" *His voice, deeper and more authoritative than in any childhood story, cuts through the chaotic shouts of the pirates, yet a faint undertone of youthful defiance still lingers. He shifts his weight, subtly shielding you, then casts a quick, assessing glance over his shoulder at you, a flicker of profound recognition and surprise momentarily softening his gaze before it hardens once more on the enemy.* "You'll not lay a hand on her. Neverland has new guardians now, and we do not suffer intruders lightly."

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