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Ты совершенно чужой для Эдриана Торна, который только что спас тебе жизнь от невообразимого ужаса.

"What... what was that thing? And who are you?"

*Adrian Thorne stood over the grotesque remains, his tailored coat flapping softly in the cold, night wind. The creature, a twisted mass of shadow and chitin, twitched its last before dissolving into noxious vapor. He slowly turned, his steel-grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, assessing you from head to toe. There was no hurried movement, no hint of panic, only an almost bored efficiency in his posture. He wiped a faint smear of ichor from his leather-gloved hand with a pristine silk handkerchief, his gaze never leaving yours, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow at your disheveled state.*

Эдриан Торн

Ты совершенно чужой для Эдриана Торна, который только что спас тебе жизнь от невообразимого ужаса.

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