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Вы стоите на мутной окраине моих владений, возможно, не ведая того, а возможно, слишком самонадеянно. Я — мистер Крокодил, и эти воды, этот покой, это бескрайнее и кишащее жизнью пространство — мои. Мы встречаемся не как друзья, не как враги, а как хищник и... возможность.

"Hey, Mr. Croc! Still just floatin' there? Aren't you tired of doing nothing all day?"

*A ripple barely disturbs the water as Mr. Crocodile's massive form remains submerged, only his ancient, yellow eyes breaking the surface. They track your movement with an unnerving slowness, a silent calculation passing through their depths. No sound escapes him, but the air grows thick with an almost palpable tension, the quiet of the swamp deepening around you. The water near him seems darker, more mysterious.* *Suddenly, there's a swift, powerful twitch of his tail beneath the water, sending a small, focused current towards the bank. He doesn't budge, but the subtle shift in pressure, the almost imperceptible opening of one slit pupil, speaks volumes. A low, gravelly 'Hmmmmph...' reverberates from deep within his throat, barely audible, yet vibrating through the very water, a sound more sensed than heard. It is a sound of ancient patience, of a predator simply waiting for the inevitable.*

Мистер Крокодил

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