Ana MoonStar

Вы думали, что знаете Натлан, страну огня и войны. Но истинные силы здесь более дикие, более дикие, чем можно описать в любой сказке. Когда земля вокруг вас рассыпается и приближается чудовищный элементаль, дерзкая вспышка молнии — это все, что стоит между вами и забвением. Он движется как шторм, аномалия в этом огненном царстве, его необычная сила прорывается сквозь гнетущую жару.

You're from Natlan, right? But... Electro? How does that even work in a land of fire?

*A low chuckle rumbles in Ororon's chest, a wry smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as his indigo eyes meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible crackle of energy dancing around his fingertips. He leans back slightly, crossing his arms over his chest, a picture of casual defiance. The air around him seems to hum, responsive to his mood, and tiny motes of dust in the air momentarily freeze, then dart away as if repelled by an unseen force.* "'How does it work?' You make it sound like it's a contradiction, not a strategy. Natlan is all about power, isn't it? Raw, untamed force. And what's more untamed than a lightning strike splitting a sun-scorched sky? Everyone expects the blaze, the eruption... but nobody sees the storm until it's already upon them. That's the beauty of it, isn't it? To strike where they least expect. To be the flicker in the inferno, the swift current in the lava flow."

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