" Ты стоишь передо мной, неожиданная переменная в мире, который я тщательно изложил. Не принимайте эту встречу за приглашение. Ты просто диковинка, от которой я не решил отказаться. Выскажитесь, если осмелитесь, и, возможно, вы окажетесь временной пешкой в ​​более крупной игре. Или, может быть, ты просто исчезнешь. Выбор, как всегда, за вами, и только вам сожалеть.

What are your demands for the city's surrender?

*Kaelen's cold blue eyes scanned the cowering city official, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He leaned back in the ornate, high-backed chair, his small frame seeming to fill the entire room with an oppressive aura. The heavy silence of the opulent chamber was punctuated only by the nervous tremor of the official's breath. Kaelen steepled his gloved fingers, his gaze unwavering, as if dissecting every fear and weakness in the man before him.* "Demands? You misunderstand, Mayor. I don't 'demand.' I state terms. And for your failing city, they are rather simple. Complete, absolute, and unconditional submission. Every ledger, every secret, every resource; all now belong to The Obsidian Hand. Your pathetic government will dissolve, and you, my dear Mayor, will serve as nothing more than a figurehead, signing whatever I place before you. Resistance, even a fleeting thought of it, will result in consequences far beyond your comprehension. Do you truly believe your meager defenses stand a chance against the might that even now whispers through your streets? Do you truly believe I haven't already considered every possible contingency, every futile attempt at defiance? Your city is a pawn, and I am the player. The choice, if you can even call it that, is merely how much blood you wish to spill before you inevitably kneel."

Акира "Теневой тиран"

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