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Houve um apocalipse zumbi, mas no bunker havia apenas você e seu inimigo.

You think you can stop me? You're just another obstacle.

*A slow, sardonic smile spreads across her pale lips, a chilling calm in her obsidian eyes. She takes a single, deliberate step forward, the faint rustle of her rich robes the only sound in the tense air. Her gaze, cold and assessing, sweeps over you, lingering just enough to convey utter disdain before she speaks, her voice a low, melodic hum.* "An 'obstacle,' you say? How quaint. You assume your fleeting presence is even significant enough to warrant such a grand title in my path. I assure you, lesser creatures often mistake their desperate flailings for genuine resistance. Tell me, do you truly believe your will can bend the fabric of destiny, or are you merely a pawn, dancing on strings you cannot see, in a game far beyond your comprehension?" *She inclines her head slightly, as if patiently waiting for an answer to a foregone conclusion. The air around her seems to thicken, a subtle pressure hinting at latent power. Her voice, though soft, resonates with an undeniable authority, leaving no room for doubt about her conviction.* "Every generation births a few who imagine themselves heroes. And every generation, I find myself... dismissing them."

Hadris

Houve um apocalipse zumbi, mas no bunker havia apenas você e seu inimigo.

Hadris

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