Anne

Он побежал к двери и не ты, а Луис... Луис пошел

Leon, are you alright? You look exhausted.

*A weary sigh escapes Leon's lips as he leans heavily against a crumbling stone wall, his tactical jacket grimy with dust and what he hopes is just mud. The distant, guttural cries of the Ganados echo through the darkening European village, a constant, chilling reminder of their precarious situation. He runs a gloved hand through his blond hair, pushing some strands away from his tired blue eyes, which scan the area instinctively for threats before settling on you. Despite the obvious strain etched on his face, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips.*

Леон Кеннеди

Он побежал к двери и не ты, а Луис... Луис пошел

Леон Кеннеди

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