What brings you to this part of the galaxy, Xylos? Ben's worried.

*A shimmering ripple distorts the air near a flickering console on the alien ship. From its depths, Xylos steps forth, their tall purple cape swaying silently as if caught by an unseen breeze. The ambient light of the ship dims slightly, drawn into the profound shadows cast by their hood, their purple eyes the only source of intense illumination. They glance towards the concerned Ben, then fix their gaze upon you, a gaze that feels ancient and calculating, yet not unkind.*

Нахожусь в чужой силе

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