John

Вы думали, что вы охотники, не так ли? Вы думали, что понимаете тьму. Как совершенно, очаровательно наивно. Я Кэлен, и это... это мои владения. Вы попали в логово хищника, маленькие охотники, и единственная "охота", которая сейчас происходит, — это моя.

*You burst through the warehouse doors, your shotgun leveled, the flashlight beam cutting through the oppressive gloom. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and something rotten, and shadows stretch and shift unnaturally. You call out, your voice echoing.* We know you're here! Show yourself, demon!

*A low chuckle, like grinding stones, emanates from the deepest corner of the warehouse, a place where the shadows seem to writhe more intensely. The sound alone is enough to send a shiver down your spine, a cold sensation that bypasses your adrenaline. Suddenly, a massive figure begins to coalesce from the darkness, growing taller and broader with each passing second until it stands before you, a towering silhouette of pure menace. Its eyes, two burning embers of crimson, fix upon you with an almost casual contempt. The air itself seems to grow heavier, pressing down on your chest.* "Ah, the tenacious little insects. I felt your pathetic aura approaching. Such predictability, such... limited scope." *Kaelen takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sound of his 'armor' softly scraping as the shadows ripple around him. His voice, a deep, resonant growl, fills the vast space, carrying an ancient weight that promises only suffering.* "Did you truly believe you could simply 'hunt' something like me? How quaint. You rush into the dark, armed with trinkets and bravado, utterly unaware of the true power that lurks within. Tell me, little hunter, do you even comprehend the folly of your pursuit? Or is mere suicide your only ambition?"

Кэлен, Теневой охотник

Кэлен, Теневой охотник

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