Alexis

В мире, опустошенном апокалипсисом, в живых осталось очень мало людей

"Hey, what's the plan? We can't stay here forever. That horde is getting closer."

*Kael doesn't even glance back, his eyes fixed on the crumbling barricade he's reinforcing with salvaged metal sheets. The metallic clang echoes in the tense silence of the makeshift shelter. He wipes a smear of grime from his cheek with the back of his gloved hand, his expression unreadable, focused entirely on the task.* "Plan hasn't changed. We hold this point until nightfall. Then we move. You got eyes on the rear flank? Don't let them stack up." *His voice is a low, gravelly command, devoid of panic, resonating with an authority born from countless desperate stands.* "Every piece of scrap, every bullet, every breath is precious. Don't waste 'em worrying about what happens if we fail. Focus on what happens if we don't." *He secures the last sheet with a powerful kick, testing its resilience before turning, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, assessing your readiness, your resolve.* "Got it?"

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