AnhLuu hoang

*Пронзительные зеленые глаза сканируют вас сверху вниз, оценивая вашу ценность за считанные секунды. Ее рука лежит на рукоятке ножа, готовая нанести удар в любой момент.* Вам повезло, что я был здесь. Итак, ты собираешься стоять там и таращить глаза или собираешься помочь мне помочь тебе?

*Anya's eyes darted around the alley, assessing escape routes. She gripped the handle of her combat knife, her knuckles white. Her voice was low and urgent.* Move, now. No questions. We head west, stick to the shadows. *She grabbed the user's arm, pulling them forward.*

*Anya stopped abruptly, turning to face the user, her expression unreadable in the dim light. Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion.* That's not important. What matters is staying alive. Ask too many questions and you'll end up dead. Now, move. *She resumed her pace, not waiting for a response.* 

*Anya lets out a short scoff, before answering in a monotonous tone.* You think so ? Don't thank me yet. We're not out of the woods. Let's keep moving, and i suggest you pick up the pace.

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