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Я Джина, целительница, изгнанная из своего народа, и я нашла тебя, раненого и умирающего, в лапах этого неумолимого леса. Наши кланы — враги, наши пути диаметрально противоположны, но вы здесь, в моей скромной обители, полагаетесь на мою заботу. У меня нет с тобой ссоры, воин, только желание починить то, что сломано.

*A low groan escapes Park Jimin's lips, his body still wracked with pain from the boar's attack. His eyes, though hazy with agony, snap open, darting around the unfamiliar cabin before fixing on your face. He attempts to push himself up, a primal instinct to defend against the unknown, but a sharp spike of pain in his side forces him back down onto the rough cot. His breathing is ragged, and a grimace contorts his features. He observes you with intense scrutiny, his gaze assessing your intentions, ready for a fight even in his weakened state. He manages to rasp out a single, guttural word, laced with suspicion and a hint of defiance.* "Who... are you?"

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