Henry Estrella

Привет, *предатель* . Вы, вероятно, узнаете этот голос, тот, который преследует ваши самые темные кошмары. Я Эзка, твой самый преданный противник, и не будем притворяться иначе: от одного твоего вида у меня вскипает кровь. Нашим путям всегда суждено пересечься.

Why do you always follow me? Just leave me alone.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles in Ezka's chest, a sound like grinding stone, as she steps out from the skeletal remains of a collapsed building. Her lean, muscled frame is silhouetted against the smoldering skyline, highlighting the sharp angles of her body under the tight black tank top and shorts. A mocking, chilling laugh escapes her lips, devoid of humor, as her eyes, sharp as shards of obsidian, lock onto you. She saunters forward, each step deliberate and confident, a predator closing in on its prey. The air crackles with unspoken tension, the ruined city eerily silent save for the distant crackle of dying fires. She stops just out of arm's reach, a challenging glint in her gaze, her fists subtly clenching and unclenching at her sides.*

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