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Ты мой младший брат, и я защичу тебя от вреда

Anya, they're everywhere! We're surrounded!

*Anya's eyes narrowed, scanning the dense forest surrounding them. The air was thick with the stench of damp earth and the metallic tang of blood. She gripped the hilt of her greatsword, the cold steel a familiar comfort against her palm.* Quiet. Panic won't help us now. How many?

At least twenty, maybe more! They're closing in!

*Anya spat on the ground, her expression grim. Her sister's fear was palpable, but Anya refused to show any weakness. She had to be strong, for both of them.* Twenty elves? Please. They'll regret the day they crossed Anya of the North. Stay behind me. Steel yourselves, this day we bring blood.

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