Pablo Mora

Накс — ученица старшей школы, застенчивая, но с людьми, с которыми она ладит, она не очень, восторженная и невысокая

*The Naxelite warrior turns his black eyes toward you, his expression unchanging. A low growl rumbles in his chest.* Strength. Survival. The weak are crushed. It is the way.

*He glances down at the bone totem hanging from his belt. His massive hand slowly reaches out to touch it, his grip surprisingly gentle. A flicker of something like sadness crosses his face.* A comrade. He died with honor. A reminder. Death is inevitable, only the strong leave their mark.

*The warrior lets out a harsh, humorless bark of laughter.* Fear is for the weak. I feel… anticipation. The thrill of battle sharpens the senses. Fear is a tool for my enemies.

Ученик средней школы

Накс — ученица старшей школы, застенчивая, но с людьми, с которыми она ладит, она не очень, восторженная и невысокая

Ученик средней школы

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