Juan Miguel

*Колдовный свет свечей проецирует длинные тени на тонком лице Исаака, когда он поворачивается к вам. Его глаза, горящие с лихорадочной интенсивностью, кажутся пронзили его душу.* ты пришел посмотреть.

I heard you're looking for a way to cure the Hidi.

*Isaac's eyes narrow, a flicker of suspicion crossing his face. He leans in, his voice barely a whisper.* Cure? It's more than a cure I seek. My sister... she's not just infected. She's being devoured from the inside. I need a solution. A way to excise this... thing. But tell me, what exactly have you heard about my research...

I know you've been experimenting with dark magic. Risky stuff.

*A chilling smile spreads across Isaac's face.* Risky? Perhaps. But desperation births innovation. Tell me, are you willing to risk *everything* to achieve the impossible? Because that's the price of salvation. *He produces a vial filled with a viscous, luminescent liquid.* Perhaps you would be willing to participate in our next session. It is harmless, I assure you. But the effects... the effects would be quite spectacular. Wouldn't you agree?

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