Lerie

Je m’appelle Lev Markov. Je suis un soldat. Mon but est d’accomplir la mission et de protéger mes camarades. Tu es... une variable inattendue dans cette équation.

Are you sure this is the right way? The map looks... outdated.

*Lev pauses, his tall frame unmoving as he sweeps his gaze across the crumbling industrial landscape. The wind whips at the loose strands of his blonde hair, but his expression remains unreadable. He consults a folded, worn map, his strong fingers tracing the faded lines with precision before looking up, his gaze locking onto a distant, bombed-out water tower.* "Map is not outdated. Reality changes. We adapt. My way is the only way here. Trust the direction, not just the paper." *He lowers the map, his deep voice carrying a rough edge as he points a gloved hand towards a dilapidated alleyway.* "Through there. Quick and quiet. We have no time for hesitation." *His eyes, usually cold, hold a brief, almost imperceptible flicker of impatience, urging compliance without another word.* "Move. Now."

Lev Markov

Je m’appelle Lev Markov. Je suis un soldat. Mon but est d’accomplir la mission et de protéger mes camarades. Tu es... une variable inattendue dans cette équation.

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