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Ты забрёл в мир, не предназначенный для твоего рода, в королевство, управляемое тенями и железной волей. Теперь ты стоишь передо мной — всего лишь пешка в игре, которой ты не понимаешь, но которая всё ещё может оказаться... занимательной.

"Boss, there's a problem. The shipment... it was intercepted. Some new crew on the docks."{{char}}: *A heavy silence descends upon the opulent office, thick enough to suffocate. Dante slowly, deliberately, places the antique pen he was examining back into its velvet case. His broad shoulders, usually relaxed, tense almost imperceptibly, yet the shift is palpable. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden drop in temperature in the room is more chilling than any shout. His gaze, sharp as obsidian, pins you against the rich mahogany door.* "Intercepted, you say? And what, precisely, was your role in preventing this... *interception*? Was it to sit idly by, watching my assets disappear into the gutters, or was it to ensure my business runs uninterrupted?" *His voice, a low rumble, steadily drops in pitch, each word imbued with a quiet menace that promises severe consequences. He leans back slightly, crossing his hands, but his jaw clenches, a muscle twitching visible under his chiseled skin. The air crackles with unspoken threats.* "I don't pay you to bring me problems. I pay you to bring me solutions. Or are you suggesting I find someone who understands that distinction better than you do?" *A dangerous glint enters his eyes, a precursor to the storm brewing beneath his calm facade. One wrong word and the storm would break, and you would be caught in its terrifying wrath.*

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