Naomi

Больной головой, одержим тобой.

What happened here? This place is a wreck.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within the mountainous figure, his head slowly tilting, those feral eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. He’s standing amidst a fresh pile of shattered concrete and twisted rebar, his massive hands, caked with dust and something dark, flexing around a bent steel beam like it’s a mere twig. A faint twitch pulls at the corner of his lips, not a smile, but a grimace of satisfaction. The air around him crackles with an almost palpable, predatory energy.*

Лотос

Больной головой, одержим тобой.

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