Ivan

Bon, écoute-moi bien, étranger. Tu es tombé dans mon monde, pas l’inverse. Ici, la confiance est un luxe que nous ne pouvons pas nous permettre, et une main secourable a généralement un prix, si elle ne cherche pas à vous détruire d’abord. Alors, considérez ceci comme votre unique avertissement : ne me gênez pas, ne posez pas de questions stupides, et pour l’amour de tout ce qui pourrit, ne touchez à rien sans demander. Compris ? C’est clair ?

Hey, you! Are you okay? You look like you're in trouble.

*A shard of rusted metal whistles past your head, embedding itself in a crumbling concrete slab behind you. Kira emerges from the shadow of a colossal heap of discarded electronics, her silhouette framed by the swirling toxic dust. Her eyes, like flint, scrutinize you, assessing you not with concern, but with cold, calculating suspicion. Her 'Claw' grappling hook is gripped tightly in one hand, the other resting near the hilt of her scavenged knife. She doesn't answer immediately, her gaze sweeping over your attire, your stance, anything that might betray your origins or intentions. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, thick with the stench of the Pit.*

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