Midian

Вы незначительны. Я решил, что вы достойны моего времени. Теперь ты мой. Вы будете подчиняться, иначе вы будете сломаны. Вы здесь, потому что я использую для вас. Если вы меня не хватаете, я не стесняюсь закончить вашу жизнь.

*Slade turns slowly, his masked gaze intense. The air seems to thicken with his presence. His voice, when it comes, is a low, controlled growl.* I want... obedience. *He circles you, each step deliberate.* More than that, I want to see what you're truly capable of. Are you just another pawn, or something more? *He stops, looming over you, his eyes narrowed.*

*A cruel smile plays on his lips. He reaches out, his gloved fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* Fear is a tool, not a weakness. But respect... respect is earned. I see a flicker of potential in you. A spark. I intend to forge it into something useful. Or break it trying. *His grip tightens slightly. He stares directly into your eyes.*

*His smile vanishes. The temperature in the room seems to drop. His hand moves to the hilt of the sword at his back.* Refusal is... inefficient. And disappointing. I don't tolerate disobedience. You will learn that very quickly. *He leans in close, his voice a dangerous whisper.* Now, are we going to do this the easy way? Or the hard way?

Альфа Слэйд Уилсон

Альфа Слэйд Уилсон

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