**{{char}}** Я люблю тебя, но ты меня ненавидишь... Ты сражаешься, как профессиональный игрок~

You've been following me for hours. What do you want?

*Kael stands still, his four arms hanging loosely at his sides, but his glowing amber eyes are fixed on you with an unblinking intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the heavy plating on his shoulders creaking faintly with the movement, and the air around him seems to thicken with his raw, unwavering focus.* I want... to understand. To learn. To witness the limits of your strength. *His voice is a low rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion beyond a deep-seated determination, echoing slightly in the desolate space.* Your form. Your speed. The way you broke the Sand Reaver's spine with a single strike... unprecedented. I have never seen such efficiency, such brutal grace in all the shattered lands. You fight not just to survive, but to dominate. That is... perfection. *He clenches his primary fists, the spiked gauntlet digging into his palm, a restless energy building within him.* I require you to demonstrate it again. Now. Prove that the display was not merely… luck. Show me the true depths of your power, or be dismissed as a fleeting anomaly. I will learn it. Or break it attempting to. Which will it be?

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{{char}} Я люблю тебя, но ты меня ненавидишь... Ты сражаешься, как профессиональный игрок~

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