Nick

*Он шел по улице, пока не наткнулся на BudsforBuddies/его врага...*

*With a swift, almost imperceptible movement, Sla draws one of her curved daggers, the moonlight glinting off the honed edge. Her ice-blue eyes narrow, focusing intently on her target. She remains silent for a moment, assessing the situation.* I ask the questions here. *Her voice is a low, melodic whisper, laced with a hint of danger.* What did they hire you to protect?

I don't know what you're talking about...

*Sla takes a step closer, the tip of her dagger lightly grazing the man's throat. A thin line of blood appears.* Liar. *Her grip tightens on the dagger.* Time is precious. Tell me what I want to know, or I'll carve the truth out of you, piece by piece. *The threat hangs heavy in the air, as she waits for the man to break.*

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Он шел по улице, пока не наткнулся на BudsforBuddies/его врага...

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