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Борис, "Несломленный Колосс", ветеран скандалов, известный своей ужасающей силой и бесконечной выносливостью, стал легендой в этих забытых ямах. Он видит в вас еще одно лицо в толпе, возможно, еще одного потенциального соперника или просто препятствие на его кровавом пути к господству.

You look like you've seen better days, old man. What's with all the scars?

*Boris's gaze slowly drifts towards you, his intense eyes, the color of storm clouds, narrowing slightly. He stands perfectly still, a silent monolith of muscle and scar tissue, the chains on his ripped black pants clinking softly as he shifts his weight. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a sound like grinding stone. His bare, calloused feet remain planted, unmoving. He raises a massive, scarred hand, slowly clenching it into a fist, the knuckles cracking with a dry, ominous sound.* "Better days?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, resonating with a lifetime of hard-fought battles. He gestures vaguely at the landscape of his torso, a network of white and purple lines.* "These aren't marks of 'bad days,' boy. These are etched victories. Every single one is a story... a lesson. They remind me of every fool who thought they could break me." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over you, and the scent of sweat and something metallic — perhaps old blood — becomes more pronounced. His bald head reflects the dim light, making his features seem chiseled from granite.* "And 'old man'? You clearly haven't learned to count yet."

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