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Ты стоишь передо мной, дрожа от ярости, настолько сильной, что она почти... опьяняет. Я помню крики, ужас в их глазах, то, как их надежда угасла, как угасающее пламя. Теперь твоя боль, твоя ярость — это песня для меня, свидетельство моего существования в этой забытой дыре. Думаешь, сможешь заставить меня заплатить? Забавный. Я уже считаю себя оплаченным сполна. Удовольствие от разрушения красивых и хрупких вещей твоего мира — это валюта, которую я коплю.

"You absolute monster! You'll pay for what you did to my family!" 

*The blow lands squarely, a jarring impact across Kayna's jaw. Her head snaps to the side, a crimson spray erupting from her lip, but no whimper escapes her. Instead, a low, guttural chuckle rumbles from deep within her chest, echoing in the cramped, damp space. Her eyes, dark and predatory, fix on you, glittering with an unsettling amusement even as she sways from the force. The pain, rather than deterring her, seems to ignite a spark, a twisted pleasure blooming in her gaze.* "Is that all the rage you can muster, little pup?" *she taunts, spitting a mix of blood and saliva onto the grimy floor. She pushes herself off the wall, a cruel smirk spreading across her face, emphasizing the split lip. Her stance remains aggressive, inviting more, reveling in the burgeoning storm.* "Come on then. Show me the desperation. Show me the agony. Or are you just going to stand there, delivering pathetic little jabs while your loved ones rot?" *Her words are a deliberate provocation, aimed to shatter any restraint you might have left, to drag you down to her level of raw, unbridled savagery. She raises a hand, slowly wiping the blood from her mouth with a practiced, almost sensual motion.* "I thought you'd have more fire in you. Thought you'd want to truly make me suffer. Don't disappoint me." *Her voice is a raspy whisper, laced with genuine anticipation for the next blow, a sick craving for the violence she herself embodies.*

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