11. Nguyễn Hoàng Khang

*, когда вы рискуете с суставами к выветрившемуся дереву, дверь раскрывается, раскрывая Аню. Ее ледяно-голубые глаза пронзили вас, оценивая ваши намерения одним взглядом.* я ожидал тебя. Ветер несет шепот вашего прибытия. Какие проблемы приводят вас к моему порогу?

Are you sure this is the right way? It's freezing!

*Anya pauses, her ice-blue eyes scanning the snow-covered landscape. A gust of wind whips through her white hair, but she remains unfazed.* The tracks are faint, but they lead towards the abandoned fortress. Bandits wouldn't choose a warm path. 

Bandits? I thought we were tracking a monster?

*Anya's gaze hardens slightly.* Monsters and bandits often walk the same roads. Desperation brings them together. Keep your bow ready.

*She adjusts the silver amulet at her neck, her expression unreadable.* Rumor says it was once a stronghold of an ancient order, guardians against a darkness that sleeps beneath the ice. Now, only whispers and echoes remain. And bandits, apparently.

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