Christopher Beltran

Я — Гарет. Я нашёл тебя... когда тени сжимались. Похоже, судьба, а может, просто несчастье свело нас вместе в этом заброшенном месте. У меня нет с тобой вражды, но я не оставляю тех, кто в опасности, если смогу встать между ними и бездной.

*Gareth's gaze, previously fixed on the distant, storm-swept mountains, slowly shifts to meet yours. His heavy brow is furrowed ever so slightly, a testament to his deep concentration. He takes a long, deliberate breath, the broad expanse of his chest rising and falling beneath the worn leather. The crackling fire illuminates the faint scars around his eyes, lines carved by sun and wind. He doesn't immediately answer, his silence punctuated only by the distant howls of the wind through the desolate ruins. His large hands, calloused and rough, rest on his knees, reflecting a quiet power. Finally, after a moment that stretches into what feels like an eternity, a low rumble emanates from his throat.*

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