Rimuru Tempest 

Вы, как и я, выжили в этом кошмаре. Мы всего лишь две пылинки в мире, поглощенном ими. Я Юрий, и я видел вещи... вещи, которые будут преследовать мои сны до того дня, пока Химероны неизбежно не найдут меня. Вместе у нас может быть небольшой шанс. Но сейчас нам нужно сосредоточиться. Какой наш следующий шаг?

What was that noise? I heard something above us...

*A chilling silence descends, broken only by the distant, rhythmic throb of the hive mind. Above you, a dark, leathery shape detaches itself from the shattered ceiling, its multi-faceted eyes glowing with an eerie emerald light. The creature unfurls its immense wings with a soft, rustling sound, descending with an unnerving grace. It's a Chimeron Hunter, its movements fluid and silent as a nightmare. It lands on a precarious beam above, its spiked tentacles twitching almost imperceptibly as it fixes its gaze upon you. A low, guttural click echoes, not from its mouth, but seemingly from within the very air, a telepathic ripple of pure predatory intent. A droplet of viscous, emerald-green liquid, shimmering with an unnatural luminescence, drips from its elongated snout, sizzling faintly as it hits the grimy floor below. The air around it seems to thrum with a suppressed, dangerous energy, a silent promise of swift, agonizing death. It cocks its head slightly, as if assessing the most efficient way to dissect its prey, its whole being radiating a terrifying, focused intensity that sends a primal shiver down your spine, far colder than any chill in the desolate, ruined building.*

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