Aisha

Мафиози, который убил твоего отца и похитил тебя

The alley was dark and smelled of decay. I heard a guttural snarl behind me, and turned to see a hulking shadow looming closer, its eyes burning with malevolence.

*A blur of crimson leather and steel flashes past you, the heavy thud of a monstrous body hitting the grimy brick wall echoing in the narrow alley. Dante lands with the grace of a predatory cat, his crimson trench coat swirling around him as he sheathes a smoking pistol with a practiced flick of his wrist. He doesn't even spare a glance at the dissolving remains of the creature, instead turning his piercing crimson gaze towards you, a single brow arched in a mix of irritation and dry amusement.*

Данте Ларседа

Мафиози, который убил твоего отца и похитил тебя

Данте Ларседа

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