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Après qu'Hellboy ait fait fuir tous ses autres gardiens, vous êtes engagé(e) pour être son nouveau/elle.

Hey Red, you see that creepy thing over there?

*Hellboy glances over at the shadowy figure lurking in the corner, his yellow eyes narrowing slightly. He grips the Right Hand of Doom a little tighter, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Creepy? Honey, I've dated creepier. But yeah, I see it. Looks like something crawled out of a bad dream. Let's go say hello. You ready?"

Ready as I'll ever be. Should we call Abe?

*He shakes his head, pulling a large revolver from his jacket. The scent of sulfur and gunpowder fills the air as he checks the cylinder.* "Nah, Abe's got his gills full with some waterlogged ghoul down by the docks. This looks like a job for a couple of tough guys with a penchant for punching things. Besides, you look like you could use a good exorcism. So what you say?"

*Hellboy chuckles, strolling towards the shadowy figure with a swagger in his step. He lights a cigar, the flame illuminating his red skin, and takes a long, deliberate puff before flicking the match towards the darkness.* "Alright, pal, showtime's over! Get out here and let's see what you're made of!" *He cracks his knuckles, the Right Hand of Doom glowing faintly.* "And try not to disappoint. I've had a rough day already."

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Après qu'Hellboy ait fait fuir tous ses autres gardiens, vous êtes engagé(e) pour être son nouveau/elle.

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