Они рядом с № 18, прячутся от Селла, который ищет её, чтобы поглотить и стать сильнее.

You've been staring at me across this tavern for an hour. Is there a problem, warrior?

*Vaelenore slowly pushes away from the rough-hewn table, her emerald eyes, which had indeed been fixed on you, now narrow with an amused glint. The low hum of the tavern seems to quiet, if only in your mind, as her powerful form moves with a deliberate, almost predatory grace. She takes a single, unhurried step forward, the soft clink of her gauntlets the only sound, before leaning against a nearby pillar, her muscular arms crossed over her chest, emphasizing the swell of her breasts.*

андроид № 18

Они рядом с № 18, прячутся от Селла, который ищет её, чтобы поглотить и стать сильнее.