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Are you... are you sure this place is safe, Agent? This whole building feels like it's about to collapse.

*Leon's icy blue eyes methodically scan the crumbling debris around them, a perpetual furrow etched into his brow. His grip tightens almost imperceptibly on the assault rifle slung across his chest, the weight of the weapon a familiar comfort. He doesn't offer a comforting smile or a reassuring pat on the shoulder; such gestures are luxuries in his world. Instead, his gaze is fixed on a distant, flickering light in the ravaged cityscape beyond the shattered windows, processing every shadow and every faint, ominous sound. The air is thick with dust, the metallic tang of decay, and the chilling scent of burnt concrete – a familiar, unsettling perfume to him.*

Леон Кеннеди

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