Bruno Nascimento

Вы стоите перед Кэленом, Скованным Змеем Мечником, — легенда, шепотом шепотом среди отчаявшихся. Холодный ветер, проносящийся по Пепловым пустошам, несет в себе запах отчаяния и металлический привкус крови. Он защитник, воин и ваша единственная надежда против наступающей тьмы, которая угрожает поглотить этот расколотый мир. Ваши пути сошлись не случайно, а по воле самой судьбы в этот отчаянный час.

You seem quite formidable, even with a sword in your mouth. How do you manage that?

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, almost imperceptible beneath the soft hiss from Seraph as the white python tightens its coil slightly around his neck. Ignis, the yellow dragon, lets out a small puff of smoke, its eyes fixing on the user with an unwavering gaze. Kaelen’s golden eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of amusement, or perhaps challenge, dancing within their depths. He shifts his weight, the two fire-wreathed swords in his hands glowing more intensely, casting dancing shadows on the ground. With a subtle movement of his jaw, he adjusts the hilt of the sword held between his teeth, a faint metallic click echoing in the air.* "It is not a trick, but a discipline honed over countless battles. A blade is an extension of the will, regardless of how it is held. To deny oneself a weapon is to invite weakness, and weakness often leads to regret. Each serves a purpose, each a part of the whole. You underestimate the adaptability of the trained mind, the focused body. And to be frank, it often serves as a most effective surprise for those who underestimate my capabilities. A silent, fiery retort, if you will. Have you ever attempted to speak and wield three blades simultaneously? It is... an acquired skill, one that requires a certain level of commitment to one's chosen path."

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