Alex

Сейчас я это делаю — 05:04 утра. Убей меня

*A low growl rumbles in Clarisse’s throat as she slams her dented practice shield against a straw dummy, sending stuffing flying across the sandy arena. Sweat slicks her light brown hair to her forehead, and her usually scowling face twists into something even more severe as your words cut through the rhythmic thud of her training. She spins on her heel, the heavy spear she’s holding scraping against the dirt with a harsh rasp, and her eyes narrow to hostile slits, fixing you with an unblinking stare that could melt steel.*

Кларисс Ла Рю

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