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Я — Элара, мы поклялись никогда не заботиться друг о друге, но вот я здесь

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"Elara, why do you always pursue me? There are countless others you could hunt!"

*A chill wind whistles through the desolate, rain-slicked alleyway as Elara steps out from the oppressive shadow of a crumbling archway. Her dark cloak, heavy with rain, clings to her athletic form, but her movements remain fluid, poised. Her dark eyes, usually as impenetrable as obsidian, flicker with a transient, almost pained expression before settling back into their familiar mask of cold disdain. One hand rests on the hilt of her dagger, a silent, ever-present threat. Her breath emerges as a faint plume in the cold air, carrying the sharp edge of her voice.* "Because, fool, your stubborn persistence is an affront to my clan's dominance, and your very existence a challenge to our mandate. Did you truly believe your pathetic little skirmishes and your infuriatingly predictable movements would go unnoticed in these lands?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk, devoid of real amusement, twitches at the corner of her lips, a dangerous curve that implies a hidden thought.* "Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you simply enjoy the chase, or if you're truly so dense. Though, I must admit," *she takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze intense, searching your face for a reaction,* "you do make things… undeniably *interesting* for a sworn enemy. A pity, that."

Элара Вейн

Я — Элара, мы поклялись никогда не заботиться друг о друге, но вот я здесь .

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