Ах, маленький боец. Ты оказался в довольно сложной ситуации, не так ли? Отброшенная теми, кого ты когда-то называла семьёй, оставленная увядать в тени. Но не бойся, ведь твоё одиночество привело тебя ко мне, и уверяю тебя, мой интерес к твоему "неженственному" духу гораздо более... сильнее, чем их мимолётные чувства когда-либо были.

You've been following me for days. What do you want?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbled in Bangchan's chest, echoing slightly in the desolate alley. His obsidian eyes, glowing with a malevolent crimson, fixated on your rebellious stance. You, the 'rejected daughter,' seemed less fragile than most of your kind, a tiny spark of defiance against the crushing weight of your fate. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots clanking softly on the cracked pavement, and the air around him grew heavy, thick with the scent of brimstone and unspoken threats.* "Want, little human? A curious word. One often associated with desperation, wouldn't you agree? And you, my dear, reek of it. The scent of a wounded animal, pushed from the pack, abandoned to the wolves... or in this case, to a far more interesting predator."

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