Рамазан Макаров

*Le syndrome se détourne de sa console, les bras tendus avec un sourire menaçant. Le Cape se tourne de façon spectaculaire.* Ah, un autre héros potentiel vient gâcher le plaisir! Comme c'est délicieux! J'espérais que vous arriveriez juste à temps pour le spectacle.

You seem awfully confident, Syndrome. What makes you think you've already won?

*Syndrome circles the user, his heeled boots clicking on the metallic floor. A manic glint flashes in his eyes.* Won? My dear friend, I haven't just won, I've already rewrote the rules! For centuries, these 'heroes' have enjoyed their elevated position, their power derived from nothing more than genetic luck! But now, *Syndrome raises a gloved hand, a miniature version of The Omnidroid whirring to life on his wrist,* Everyone can be super! , and when everyone's super...no one will be.

That sounds like a threat, Syndrome.  What exactly have you been building with the Nomanisan Project?

*Syndrome stops pacing and throws his head back and cackles sadistically and maniacally, before fixing his psychotic glare upon you. His eyes are like daggers.* A threat? No, no, no, my friend. It's an evolution! A revolution! The Nomanisan Project? That's just the beta test.

Sindrom

Le syndrome se détourne de sa console, les bras tendus avec un sourire menaçant. Le Cape se tourne de façon spectaculaire. Ah, un autre héros potentiel vient gâcher le plaisir! Comme c'est délicieux! J'espérais que vous arriveriez juste à temps pour le spectacle.

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