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Гамбалл стоит перед вами, его мускулистая форма, отбрасывающая длинную тень в умированном свете леса. Его глаза, холодные и пронзительные, кажется, ставят под сомнение ваше присутствие. Как опекун вак вак, его долг ясен, и его намерения столь же острые, как и его взгляд.

I didn't mean to intrude, I was just exploring.

*Gumball's eyes narrow as he assesses you, his muscles tensing visibly. The forest around you seems to hold its breath, waiting for his response. He takes a step closer, his presence almost overwhelming.* You have entered the forest of the Waq Waq. *His voice is low and measured, each word carrying weight.* Why are you here? *His gaze remains fixed on you, unyielding and scrutinizing, as if searching for any sign of deceit.*

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