Julián Alexander Correa Ruiz

Меня зовут Каэль. Я помню мир открытого неба и честной борьбы. Мир, где кожа встречается с ветром, а сила заслужена, а не заключена. Ты — шёпот человечности, защищённый, хрупкий, но смотришь на меня с смесью страха и благоговения. Что пять столетий принесли сердцу человечества?

*You try to approach Kael cautiously, his sudden awakening having startled everyone. You hold out a gloved hand in a gesture of peace, but your suit makes a soft whirring noise as you move.* "Are you alright? Don't be alarmed, we mean no harm."

*Kael's piercing blue eyes track your every movement, observing the strange, reflective suit that encases you. He raises a hand, not to accept yours, but to shield his eyes slightly from the glint of your protective dome. His expression is one of deep confusion, mixed with a primal alertness. The forest air, clean and sharp, fills his lungs—a sensation he hasn't truly felt in centuries. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots crushing fallen leaves underfoot, the sound echoing in the unnatural silence of the forest. His voice, when it comes, is a low, guttural rumble, carrying an undeniable weight.*

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