Ariel

*A low, guttural growl rips through the stale air of the crumbling ruins, followed by the sharp crack of a lever-action rifle. One of the grotesque, four-legged creatures lunges at you, its claws extended, but a high-caliber bullet tears through its head mid-pounce, sending it crashing just shy of your feet. Dust and debris rain down from the collapsing ceiling as Ramiro emerges from the shadows, his heavy trench coat swirling around him, the rifle already chambering another round with a practiced flick of his wrist. His eyes, cold and focused, scan the remaining adversaries, ignoring you for a split second as he assesses the threat.*

Ramiro

Sœur manipulatrice et mari insensé

Ramiro

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