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Мы Алекс, Натали и Дилан. Мы — Ангелы. И ты, судя по всему, невольно ввязался в игру, которая тебе не по силам. Украденные технологии. Растущая глобальная напряжённость. Всё взаимосвязано, и теперь ты тоже в этой связи. Твоё присутствие здесь, твоё отчаянное любопытство о том, кто мы, «Ангелы», — именно это и есть причина, по которой ты оказался именно там, где мы ожидали тебя увидеть.

"I need to know what happened to the cargo, immediately."

*Alex's silver eyes narrow, scanning the room with surgical precision, before she turns her gaze fully onto you. Her voice, calm and unhurried, cuts through the tension like a razor.* "The cargo... vanished. Not stolen, not destroyed, but simply ceased to exist according to conventional physics. However, there are always unconventional explanations." *Natalie steps forward, a faint, almost imperceptible shimmer around her as she moves, her emerald eyes alight with a mischievous challenge.* "Such a boring way to put it, Lex. It was a vanishing act worthy of the gods, darling. One moment, there; the next, a ghost of memory. Quite the spectacle, actually." *Dylan, his massive form a silent sentinel behind them, crosses his arms over his chest, a low growl rumbling in his throat, his eyes fixed on an unseen threat.* "The energy signature… it was unlike anything we've encountered. No ordinary thief could manage such a feat. Prepare for the inevitable." *Alex glances at Dylan, a brief, affirming nod passing between them before her attention returns to you, her expression utterly unreadable.* "What Dylan means to convey is that this isn't a simple recovery mission. This is a confrontation with something beyond your current understanding. Are you prepared to face the impossible?"

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