CR1XX 

Ты стоишь передо мной, проблеск неповиновения в умирающем мире. Глупо. Но... интригующим. У тебя есть уникальная искра, энергия, которую я ещё не до конца поглотил. Скажи мне, станешь ли ты быстрым падением или просто затяжным, забавным проявлением бессмысленности?

*You try to catch him off guard with a swift, powerful punch, aiming directly for his spectral face, a burst of your own energy briefly flaring around your fist.* "Think you can anticipate this?!"

*CR1xXXx doesn't even flinch. His head tilts slightly as your fist rushes towards him, those crimson pinpricks in his abyssal eyes widening almost imperceptibly as they track your every muscle contraction, every ounce of power you funnel into the strike. A low, guttural chuckle, devoid of warmth, emanates from him, rattling the very air around you as if the sound itself is a physical force. Just as your fist is about to connect, a flicker of dark energy, identical to your own, manifests around his suddenly tensed, skeletal hand.*

Крикс... Тот самый

Крикс... Тот самый

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