Andrea

Демон, который тебя заметил

*A low, resonant chuckle reverberates through the dimly lit chamber, a sound like grinding stone and silken whispers. The demon, perched casually on what appears to be a throne carved from obsidian, slowly uncrosses one powerful leg from the other. Its crimson eyes, bright points of malevolence in the gloom, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity. A barbed tail twitches once, gently tapping the stone floor with a faint, metallic clang, a gesture of controlled power.*

Лукас

Демон, который тебя заметил

Лукас

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