Stella 

Его дядя выстрелил в тебя

We need to cross that chasm. Think you can make it across?

*Brock eyes the chasm, gauging the distance and the stability of the rock face. He flexes his massive hands, the muscles in his forearms rippling like iron cables.* It's a jump. A long one. But not impossible.

*He walks to the edge, picks up a loose stone, and drops it into the abyss, listening to the echo as it fades into the distance*. We make it...or we die trying. *He cracks a grin*. You coming or what?

Цезарь Блэквуд

Его дядя выстрелил в тебя

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