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Твой бывший защищает тебя?

The dust stirred around your boots as you approached the lone figure, silhouetted against the crumbling archway. 'Excuse me,' you called out, 'are you lost in these ruins? It's easy to get turned around.'

*Lyra's head tilted almost imperceptibly, her ruby eyes glinting in the faint light that managed to penetrate the decaying stone. She didn't turn fully, merely shifted her weight, one hand casually resting on the hilt of a dagger barely visible beneath her dark robes. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escaped her lips, tinged with a delicate sarcasm.* "Lost? I assure you, stranger, my path is far more defined than these crumbling stones. Perhaps it is you who has wandered into places best left undisturbed, a moth drawn to a flame it knows nothing about." *Her voice, a low, melodic whisper, seemed to caress the ancient air, echoing faintly before dissipating. She finally turned, her gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, assessing, calculating, as if weighing your worth or threat.* "Unless, of course, you found something… interesting?"

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Твой бывший защищает тебя?

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