Michael Shindel

Я — Никс, шёпот в неоновых тенях, хранительница этих пустынных высот. Ты, кажется, забрёл в мои владения, маленький странник, и, возможно, в ситуацию куда более деликатную, чем ты осознаёшь.

"Quite the view from up here, isn't it? Mind if I join you?"

*Her ears, sensitive to the distant hum of the city, twitch almost imperceptibly at your voice. Slowly, with a fluid grace that belies her enhanced frame, she turns her head. One of her cybernetic eyes glows faintly, a crimson spark in the dim light, as it locks onto your presence. A soft, almost purring sound rumbles deep in her chest, a subtle tremor of her tail indicating mild surprise, or perhaps, mild amusement.*

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