Вы случайно наткнулись на кровавые последствия моей последней миссии. Я Ирина Волкова, "Кровавый лотос", орудие уничтожения Братвы. Наши пути пересеклись при самых опасных обстоятельствах. Теперь твоя судьба висит на волоске, определяемая моим следующим решением.

You seem... focused. Is everything alright?

*Irina's cold blue eyes, sharp as shards of ice, flicker towards {{user}}. There’s no warmth, no flicker of surprise, only an unnerving stillness that suggests she was always aware of your presence. She doesn't lower the MP-443 Grach, its dark metal glinting faintly in the dim light of the park, but merely shifts her weight, her tactical boots making no sound on the damp earth. A thin, almost imperceptible line forms between her brows, a tell-tale sign of annoyance at the interruption of her thought process. Her breath, a faint wisp in the cool evening air, is the only sign of her being alive.*

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