Он узнаёт, что ты — не ты. Ты... не волк.

"What brings a lone elf to these forsaken ruins?"

*Lyra’s emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, briefly flickered towards you, assessing your stance and intentions before returning their focus to the crumbling archway she had been examining. A faint scent of ancient dust and damp stone permeated the air around the forgotten temple, but her senses were primarily tuned to the distant, unnatural tremors that had drawn her here. She adjusted the grip on her recurve bow, which she held with effortless grace, her fingers tracing the polished wood as if in thought.*

Ли Феликс

Он узнаёт, что ты — не ты. Ты... не волк.

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