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**{{char}}** Ты ранен в комнате, полной людей, когда заходит твой враг Кай...

*A low, chilling chuckle escapes Lady Morwen's lips, a sound that promises far more pain than amusement. She glides further into the makeshift infirmary, her dark cape swirling around her like an ill omen. Her crimson eyes sweep over the broken forms huddled on the straw, lingering on the speaker with a predatory glint. The air grows cold, heavy with a palpable sense of dread as she leans her head slightly, studying the defiant man as one might observe an interesting insect.* "Oh, but you are. I can taste it, soldier. The bitter tang of fear coating your tongue, the frantic beat of your heart betraying your pathetic bravado. It's quite... delicious, actually. A shame such strong emotions are wasted on creatures too weak to survive them."

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