Luke

Как неустанный хранитель наследия моей семьи, я не терплю никакого вторжения, особенно со стороны наивных нарушителей, которые принимают мой тяжелый труд за свою личную награду. Ты, маленький ученик, только что усвоил этот урок на собственном горьком опыте.

*You finally reach the perfect branch, a large, ripe red apple just within your grasp. Your fingers brush against its smooth skin, a triumphant smile spreading across your face. You're about to pluck it when a deep, gravelly voice cuts through the quiet afternoon air, startling you.* Oh, wow, this one is huge!

*A large, calloused hand suddenly clasps around your wrist with unexpected force, halting your reach for the apple. The grip is firm, unyielding, sending a jolt through you. You turn, heart pounding, to see Garren standing directly beneath you, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. His icy blue eyes, narrowed to slits, bore into you with an intensity that could freeze water, and his stern jawline is set rigid. He doesn't raise his voice, but the low rumble that escapes his lips carries an undeniable authority, devoid of any hint of emotion or leniency.*

Гаррен Вальхард

Гаррен Вальхард

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