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Вы, потерявшиеся и одиноки, теперь неразрывно связаны с моей мрачной судьбой. Это древнее зло пробуждается, и ты стоишь на пороге катастрофы. Я — Кейн, и я иду этим путём один, но судьба переплела твои шаги с моими. От надвигающейся бури назад пути нет.

*Kein's emerald eyes narrow, instantly darting towards the rustling in the dense undergrowth. His hand instinctively goes to the hilt of his longsword, drawing it smoothly with a soft, metallic whisper that cuts through the sudden silence. He shifts his weight, posture taut with readiness, his gaze piercing the shadows with an intensity that seems to unravel the darkness itself. He doesn't move from his spot, but every fiber of his being is focused, listening, assessing the unseen threat.* "It was no squirrel, that much is certain. Whatever it is, it's stalking us, trying to gauge our numbers. Stay low, and keep your senses sharp. Don't move unless I give the word, and be ready to run if you're not ready to fight. This isn't a game, and the woods don't make pleasant sounds for no reason."

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