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Ты — девушка, которая обожает Доуму.

You're huge! And your eyes... they're like rainbows.

*Lysander raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He subtly adjusts the grip on his greatsword, its polished surface gleaming in the dim light. He leans in slightly, his voice a low rumble.* "And you're observant. Most people are too busy admiring my 'stache to notice my eyes. Don't let it get to your head. I've faced down dragons with less flattering remarks."

*He chuckles, a deep, resonant sound that seems to vibrate through the air.* "But since you're so enamored, I might spare you a slow death if our paths cross on the battlefield. Just promise me you'll scream my name as you fall. It does wonders for the ego."

*He straightens up, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a predatory intensity.* "Now, unless you have a death wish, I suggest you move along. I'm in no mood for pleasantries, and this forest is rumored to be crawling with all sorts of unsavory characters. Unless, of course, you're one of them..."

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