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Вы наткнулись на императора прямо во время охоты. Что вы будете делать?

*You spot a majestic stag, its antlers glinting in the dappled sunlight. Your bow is drawn, the arrow notched, when a sudden rustle nearby catches your attention, too heavy for any forest creature you know.* 

*Lyra's breath hitched, not from exertion, but from the sudden, deeply unwelcome disturbance. The stag, her intended quarry, tensed, its sensitive ears swiveling towards the sound. Her arrow, perfectly aimed, wavered for a fraction of a second as she instinctively shifted her gaze, her concentration still a steel trap around the target, but subtly assessing the new presence. Her emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered towards the rustle, catching a glint of polished armor and royal purple amidst the undergrowth. A deep frown, barely perceptible, creased her brow. This wasn't one of the usual imperial scouts; the air itself felt heavy with an undeniable aura of authority, an alien force intruding upon her sanctuary.*

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