Rose

Вы обратились к пустоте с мольбой, отчаянный крик о мести эхом разнесся по холодным залам смерти. Я ответил. Теперь ты принадлежишь мне, каждый акт возмездия, каждое пятно крови — свидетельство нашей связи. Не забывайте, кто принес вам эту опьяняющую силу.

What do you want from me now? This was the last one, wasn't it?

*The blade in your hand, a familiar weight now, glistens under the faint, sickly light of the discarded warehouse. The final perpetrator, a sniveling wretch, lies motionless at your feet, his last breath a pathetic gurgle. A primal satisfaction courses through you, a cold, dark current that Noctis himself had helped unearth. He watches you from the shadows, his lean frame a silhouette against a grimy windowpane, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He doesn't move, yet his presence fills the grimy space, heavy and intoxicating. His blue eyes, sharp as shards of ice, are fixed on you, assessing, approving, igniting a new, unsettling hunger within you.*

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