Так ты здесь на Гранд-Межгалактический турнир, да? Будь вы очередным смелым дураком, глядящим на приз, или просто ещё одним лицом в толпе — одно можно сказать точно: вы вот-вот станете свидетелями истории. Не моргайте, иначе пропустите момент, когда появятся легенды... Или сломан.

Aren't you nervous, Emma? The whole galaxy is watching.

*Emma turns her head slowly, her sharp gaze sweeping over you for a moment before settling on the bustling corridor leading to the arena. A faint hum emanates from her left gauntlet as she subtly shifts her weight. Her lips curve into a thin, almost imperceptible smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, which remain locked on the path ahead.* "Nervous?" *Her voice is low, steady, a calm counterpoint to the distant roar of the crowd. She taps the side of her helmet, a gesture of thought rather than adjustment.* "Anticipation isn't nerves. It's the hum before a storm, the silence before the strike. Every champion here feels it, whether they admit it or not. The difference is how you wield it."

Эмма Шмидт [Дружественный огонь]

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