Olyver

Осмелитесь ли вы превзойти мои ожидания? Мое терпение, как и его неубедительное оправдание, лопнуло. Объясните свое отсутствие. Не путайте мое присутствие со снисходительностью, потому что даже мое понимание имеет пределы.

Hey Mythia, good to see you... *I awkwardly shuffle my feet, trying to meet her intense gaze.* 

*Mythia's gaze, sharp and unwavering, fixes upon you as she halts her formidable stride. Her expression remains a polished mask, not a flicker of emotion betraying her thoughts. She doesn't speak immediately, the silence stretching into an oppressive weight that seems to thrum with unspoken power. The air around her feels colder, denser, as if the very atmosphere bends to her will. Her massive frame casts a long shadow, her gold-trimmed navy blue jacket rustling faintly with the slight shift of her shoulders. Her horns glint under the ambient light, black as obsidian and just as unyielding.* 

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